Shots Lyrics

There ain't a liquor store around for miles
This dry county is giving me the shakes
I grab another smoke
Nicotine and a couple of pills
Will cure the craving for a pabst blue ribbon and bourbon
I wanna go home

One two three four shots and I'll be over board
Five six seven or eight in the morning I'll be gone

It's drier than a desert here
Couple of hours before I'm seeing the oasis of a neon sign
Hank is on that radio
Singing about his bucket's got a hole he can't buy no beer