Dog Beers

At the bar I had twelve, drove home like an idiot
Yeah, I swore that I was sober
Woke up, what the hell happened last night?
As soon as I rolled over
My phone was blowing up
Like a bomb in Vietnam
Son of a bitch, I didn't mean to
Send them pics to my mom, but

In dog beers I had two
Feeling like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soaring on a Coors Lite high
Watching that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles, fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft
In dog beers
Put that shit in dog beers

My bird dog lived to be sixty-three
In reality he was nine
That is why I drink more than I can count
Walk right out of the bar just fine, fuck it
Age is just a number, drinks are just a number
Blacked out drunk, who the fuck
Does this number belong to?
Who did I make that last call to? All I knew was

In dog beers I had two
Feeling like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soaring on a Coors Lite high
Watching that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles, fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft
In dog beers
Put that shit in dog beers

Take those bottles, them cans, that keg
That bottom barrel draft and toss 'em all in
Coors Lite, Bud Lite, Nickle Oak too
Getting shit-faced with my redneck crew

In dog beers I had two
Feeling like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soaring on a Coors Lite high
Watching that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles, fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft
In dog beers