Pour Me Songtext
von Trick Pony
Pour Me Songtext
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 ya help me?
Fill it to the top ′cause I hit rock bottom this time
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 dang 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 ya 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 ya help me?
Fill it to the top ′cause I hit rock bottom this time
Oh, take it, boys
Oh, let′s go
Well, he said, "Here's my story, it′s sad but it's true"
There′s so 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
Little did I know, he was the king of karaoke
He was everything that a man should be
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 ya help me?
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
(Don′t want you) fill it to the top ′cause I hit rock bottom this time
(Mmm, one more) fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
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 ya help me?
Fill it to the top ′cause I hit rock bottom this time
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 dang 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 ya 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 ya help me?
Fill it to the top ′cause I hit rock bottom this time
Oh, take it, boys
Oh, let′s go
Well, he said, "Here's my story, it′s sad but it's true"
There′s so 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
Little did I know, he was the king of karaoke
He was everything that a man should be
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 ya help me?
Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
(Don′t want you) fill it to the top ′cause I hit rock bottom this time
(Mmm, one more) fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me
Writer(s): Heidi Kay Newfield, Ira Lee Dean, Bryan Keith Burns, Sam E. Aka Sammy Harp Wedlock, Rory Waters Beighley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com