Whiskey and women

Woke up wearin’ one boot

And a Mardi Gras bead

Phone says I got married

To someone named “Tennessee”

My truck’s in a yard

That I don’t recognize

Dog’s in the front seat

Wearin’ my favorite tie

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

That’s the title of my life and my least favorite song

Every bad decision, I just tag along

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

(hey, pour it again)

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

My ex is textin’ “miss ya”

My new one texts “we’re through”

The bartender screenshotted

Every promise I blew

My credit card’s smokin’

From that “one last round”

Even my mama sent

A prayer and a frown

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

That’s the title of my life and my least favorite song

Every bad decision, I just tag along

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

(oh, play my mistake)

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

Someday I’ll settle down

Find a quiet little place

Trade this hangover halo

For a sensible face

But till that day finds me

At some point past dawn

I’ll keep askin’ that question

You’re all singin’ along

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

That’s the title of my life and my least favorite song

Every bad decision, I just tag along

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?

(one more time now)

Whiskey and women, what could go wrong?