Jeffrey Steele - Shot Gla** lyrics

Bartender, liquor, a hundred and ten proof pure grain alcohol I said barkeep, whiskey, don't keep me waitin' Come on, come on 'n? hit me Gimme a C.C. water back, I need a Jim Beam or a Jack Maybe a boilermaker with a beer chaser Anything to get my mind offa her in a shot gla** Hey Bob, call my job, tell that foreman I ain't comin' in, I'm a quittin' Hey dog, I said back off, that barstool by the jukebox Is where I'm sittin' I got an ashtray fillin' fast, I already smoked half a pack Yeah, the more I drink the less I think So pour it now and pour it fast in a shot gla** Yesterday's gone and so is tomorrow But I'll be here tonight Drownin' my sorrow in a shot gla** Gimme a C.C. water back, I need a Jim Beam or a Jack Maybe a boilermaker with a beer chaser Anything to get my mind offa her in a shot gla** In a shot gla** Mmm yes, bartender, liquor, a hundred and ten proof pure grain alcohol Barkeep bring me a whiskey, don't keep me me waitin' Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 'n' hit me