[Intro]
[Distorted Guitar]
[Heavy Kick Drum]
[Male Vocal - gritty]
Yeah…
Uh huh…
That bottle got a hold on me again
(Whoa)
[Verse 1]
I walked in clean with a fist full of cash
One shot later now I’m talkin’ too fast
Bartender smirks when he slides me the gold
Smooth burn medicine straight for the soul
Got a bad reputation all over this town
Good intentions every time I throw ‘em down
Phone full of numbers I don’t wanna see
But tequila keeps whisperin’ “one more for me”
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know where this goes
But I still raise it high
Every warning sign glows
Still I’m yellin’ “another round tonight!”
[Chorus]
Good tequila is bad for me
Makes my bad ideas feel legendary
Turns one drink into twenty-three
And every damn bad choice feels heavenly
Good tequila is bad for me
But the burn feels better than therapy
If trouble’s waitin’, pour it fast
Good tequila is bad…
So I keep drinkin’ good tequila bad
(Hey!)
(Whoa-oh)
[Verse 2]
Woke up sideways in a cheap motel
Boots on fire and my truck ain’t well
Boss left messages I never called back
Somebody spray-painted my name on a tab
Ex said, “boy you never gonna learn”
I laughed and ordered somethin’ top shelf burned
Salt on my hand, lime in my teeth
Livin’ like tomorrow ain’t lookin’ for me
[Rap Verse]
Yeah
One more shot got me feelin’ immortal
Talkin’ too loud at the edge of a bar stool
Whole night blurry like a fistfight photo
Cash gone fast but I’m still yellin’ “pour more!”
Bills stack up while the jukebox screams
Every bad decision tastes smooth and clean
I know damn well this road gets rough
But that añejo got me thinkin’ I’m tough
(Uh!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Every crash and burn
Every bridge in flames
I swear I’m done
Then I do it again
[Chorus]
Good tequila is bad for me
Makes my bad ideas feel legendary
Turns one drink into twenty-three
And every damn bad choice feels heavenly
Good tequila is bad for me
But the burn feels better than therapy
If trouble’s waitin’, pour it fast
Good tequila is bad…
So I keep drinkin’ good tequila bad
(Whoa-oh)
(Hey!)
[Bridge]
[Half-Time Drums]
Maybe someday I’ll slow this down
Maybe someday I’ll leave this town
But tonight that bottle’s callin’ my name
And I already lost this game
[Final Chorus]
Good tequila is bad for me
But bad never felt so damn good to me
Raise ‘em high till the lights go black
Good tequila is bad…
And I ain’t takin’ it back
(Whoa-oh!)
Yeah!