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Luke Bryan

One Margarita

 

One Margarita

(альбом: Born Here Live Here Die Here - 2020)


Everybody here ain't from here
But we're here doing our thing
Letting go a little, little by little
Sipping on a frozen drink

Tiki bars tik'n, pouring all weekend
Clouds ain't leaking no rain
Two pieces shaking, white caps a-breaking
We ain't feeling no pain, it goes like

One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow, leave all your sorrow out here on the floating dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
"Hey, señorita, don't you think we need a salt and a Buffett song?"
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, we'll be gone

Ice blue skies, shades on the eyes
To tuck the bloodshot away
Hair of the dog, shouldn't take long
But who cares, we got all day
Palm trees a-leaning, sunburn screaming
But we'll all be alright, after

One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow, leave all your sorrow out here on the floating dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
"Hey, señorita, don't you think we need a salt and a Marley song?"
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, we'll be gone

We'll be gone

Tiki bars tik'n, pouring all weekend
Clouds ain't leaking no rain
Two pieces shaking, white caps a-breaking
We ain't feeling no pain, feeling no pain
It goes like

One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow, leave all your sorrow out here on the floating dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
"Hey, señorita, don't you think we need a salt and a Chesney song?"
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, we'll be gone

We'll be gone
We'll be gone

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