Whatll it be?, he asked, What do you need tonight? Something cold to drown the fire, something hot to stir one up? Ill make it simple, I said, Just two things Ill request That bottle by your shoulder and some quarters for these dollars
'Cause if you wanna make me happy, pour me Bourbon on the rocks And play every sad song on the jukebox Songs of loving and leaving, lying and cheating Songs of hurting and crying and even songs of dying
If you wanna make me happy, pour me Bourbon on the rocks And play every sad song on the jukebox
A woman, he asked She left you I bet, Ive seen that look thats in your eyes On a many other face, "Thats right" I said, I deserved it I guess But it still hurts me all alone at night, there by myself
So if you wanna make me happy, pour me Bourbon on the rocks And play every sad song on the jukebox Songs of loving and leaving, lying and cheating Songs of hurting and crying and even songs of dying
If you wanna make me happy, pour me Bourbon on the rocks And play every sad song on the jukebox If you wanna make me happy, pour me Bourbon on the rocks And play every sad song on the jukebox
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