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Florida Georgia Line

Friends In Low Places

 

Friends In Low Places


Yeah, blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one
You thought you'd see there
And I saw the surprise
And the fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you
Said, honey, we may be through
But you'll never hear me complain

'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
'Cause I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places

Well, I guess I was wrong
I just don't belong
But then, I've been there before
Everything's all right
I'll just say goodnight
And I'll show myself to the door
Hey, I didn't mean
To cause a big scene
Just give me an hour and then
Well, I'll be as high
As that ivory tower
That you're living in

'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And we'll be okay
'Cause I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places

Yeah, I guess I was wrong
​I just don't belong
But then, I've been there before.
Everything's alright, I'll just say goodnight
And I'll show myself to the door.
No, I didn't mean to cause a big scene
Just wait til' I finish this glass
Then sweet little lady, I'll be back to the bar
You can kiss my ass!

'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And we'll be okay
'Cause I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places

We got friends in low places

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