Bad Bad Whiskey

Yeah this song right here
Is for all the piss head
Who has a good girl
But you were way too good for them
And then ****** it up
Yknow ?
All because of that
Bad, bad, bad whiskey
And now she dont want to ****** with me
I lost my girl for forty-nine fifty
All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey
Sitting alone in the clinic, I wonder ''was she worth it?''
With my head in my hands while Im waiting for the verdict
Cause Im just a lying cheater, no-good
Wild cat eater, telling lies to my Sheila, I
Treat her like a diva when I love her and I need her
But I really dont give a damn, like a greedy beaver
Half a liter of tequila, now Im trying to cheat a piss test
All for some chick with some big breasts and *******t breath
Sitting in the waiting room, hoping I can trick death
This is what I get for listening to what my ****** says
Now I got the bug for a little hanky-panky
Cant tell my dear, itll kill her like Bambis Mammy
Understand me? If you got a ******, then dude
To have a chick with who youre sticking to is kind of difficult
Especially when youre sipping brew, worse when youre skulling it
Battle with the rum, and double trouble when you funnel it, its
Bad, bad, bad whiskey
And now she dont want to ****** with me
And I dont know why Im feeling so itchy
All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey
Get the ****** away from me, asshole!
Baby, dont leave me, easy, please believe me !
Baby,bubby, booby, lovey-dovey, cutie, sweety, look
I know I made a booby, but theres no need to go les
It wasnt me, I swear, it was that dude kept me loaded
****** what that ho says, me and you are meant to be
Were connected mentally, baby, she aint a cent to me
Plus she had a bushy *******
''What?!''
But I never saw it though!
Honest she just told me that, straight up you can call her phone!
But I dont have her number though
' 'Oh yeah right, sure you do.''
We got drunk, I saw the ho, I fell asleep, thats all I know!
My ****** was in auto mode!
****** you, Im walking home.''
Ok well, before you go, just one more for the road?
*slap*
Alright then, just the kissy-kissy?
Nah, youll be back, I know youre gonna miss me
Damn, whats this, why are my eyes getting misty
*******t, huh, bad bad whiskey
Bad, bad, bad whiskey
And now she dont want to ****** with me
She asked me, ''Howd you get all those hickies?''
All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey