CHORUS

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

Oh won't you help me

Oh fill it to the top because I hit rock bottem this time



VERSE 1

Oh listen up now

Well I don't wanna listen to the old jukebox

So don't you put no quaters in the slot

I don't wanna talk and I don't wanna dance

I damn sure ain't looking for romance

I don't wanna hang out with the crowd

I don't wann a party and get real loud

Believe when I tell I've that thought this through,

There's only thing that I want you to do



CHORUS



Ah let's go



VERSE 2

Well I say, here's my story, it's sad but it's true

Ah so many things 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 it was a simple minded okey

Well little did I know he was the king of karoke

He was everything that a man should be,

The problem was that it wasn't with me



CHORUS



No won't you fill it to the top because I hit rock bottem this time

One more, fill it to the top becasue I hit rock bottem this time

Pour me, Pour me, Pour me, Pour Me