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Chase Rice

Blame It On The Beer

 

Blame It On The Beer

(album: Friday Nights & Sunday Mornings - 2010)


I got drunk at the bar, took a cab to my car
Drove my drunk ass home
What the hell was I thinking, to do much drinking
And I didn't wanna be alone
So I called up my baby, I was thinking just maybe
She could come my way tonight
But she could tell I wasn't sober so she wouldn't come over
So I thought maybe I just might
Call my ex lover, but she couldn't take another
One night stand with me
My night should have been done but I wanted more fun
And I'm footloose and fancy free
Drink after drink my nights come alive
The more I think about it how the hell did I survive
All the things I've done over the years
I ain't taken the blame on this one lets blame it on the beers
I knew I was in trouble when I started seeing double
But I pressed on anyway
I had my mind set that I was gonna get
The girl to come and play
So I got in my car to drive to the bar
Where this crazy night was born
Then I said oh shit and I heard the siren hit
And the cop blowing on his horn
I fell asleep at the light and it was a scary sight
When the got me to the side of the road
Blew a point two oh was a hell of a show
Damn I wish I just never drove
Drink after drink my nights come alive
The more I think about it how the hell did I survive
All the things I've done over the years
I ain't taken the blame on this one lets blame it on the beers
So I'm stuck in jail no cash to pay bail
But I get my one phone call
I call my best friend he says he did it again
Man we really got to talk
You got to calm your ass down lay off the crown
This is getting out of hand
I say I'm sorry dude I don't mean to be rude
But I cant say no to a free kick stand
He says you're gonna get killed if you don't chill
But I don't like his advice
When I get my rum I have so much fun
Sweet tea just wont suffice
You may look at me and think I've lost all common sense
No matter how you look at it I sure as hell lost my innocence
But I have a good excuse please listen up in here
It ain't me doing these crazy things lets blame it on the beer
Drink after drink my nights come alive
The more I think about it how the hell have I survive
All the things I've done over the years
I ain't taken the blame on this one lets blame it on the beers

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