Throw that bottle of whiskey
Under the seat
Light a cigarette
So he don’t smell the weed
If he asks me to blow
I’ma tell his punk ass
To take me to jail
I’ve been here time and time before
Rocky Mountains Midway
With every whore
In a 25 mile circumference
Of this damned ole town
Singin’ la-la-la let’s pull over
I can’t hold it
Will you turn the music up?
And let’s play critter critter
Who is sober enough
To take me to Taco Bell?
Last night was crazy and
There ain’t a dent in my truck
So we’re golden Lord
We wanna thank you again
For watchin’ over us
When all we do is sin
Let’s go to Mr. J’s buy another case
Pack of cigarettes and be on our way
Back to the boneyard
Oh dear Lord
Singin’ la-la-la let’s pull over
I can’t hold it
Will you turn the music up?
And let’s play critter critter
Who is sober enough
To take me to Taco Bell?
Singin’ la-la-la let’s pull over
I can’t hold it
Will you turn the music up?
And let’s play critter critter
Who is sober enough
To take me to, to take me to
La-la-la-la let’s pull over
I can’t hold it
Will you turn the music up?
And let’s play critter-critter
Who is sober enough
To take me to Taco Bell?
Singin’ who is sober
Who is sober?
Enough to take me to Taco Bell
(I need a taco)
(I’m drunk for some tacos)
(Will somebody take me)
(To Taco Bell?)