Pour Me

Pour me, pour me, pour me
Pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender, hit me one more time
He left, I cried
I'm lost inside, won't you help me?
Go on, fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
(Aw, listen up now)

Well, I don't wanna listen to the old jukebox
So don't you put no quarters in the slot
I don't wanna talk and I don't wanna dance
I damn sure ain't lookin' for romance
I don't wanna hang out with the crowd
I don't wanna party and get real loud
Believe me when I tell you that I've thought this through
There's only one thing that I want you to do

Pour me, pour me, pour me
Pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender, hit me one more time
He left, I cried
I'm lost inside, won't you help me?
Yeah, fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
(Aw, pick it boys)

Aw, let's go

Well, I said, here's my story, it's sad, but it's true
I saw many things that I never knew
He loved to party and he loved to dance
He loved to get loud every time he had the chance
I always thought he was a simple-minded Okie
Well, little did I know he was the king of karaoke
He was everything that a man should be
The problem was that he wasn't with me

Pour me, pour me, pour me
Pour me another shot of whiskey
Bartender, hit me one more time
He left, I cried
I'm lost inside, won't you help me?
Oh, fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
No, won't you fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time?
Mm, one more, fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time

Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me