I Sing Better When I'm Drunk

Crack one with me, how 'bout it?
Turn it up
Mmm, yeah
Well all my friends left me
Good thing I can buy some Bud’s
24 pack lookin' like a snack, sure turned into some fun
Well I was sick of hurtin' and hangin' by myself
So I took all of my buddies on and stacked the empty ones on the shelf
'Cause I sing better when I’m drunk
And I’m more me when y’all ain’t here
And my favorite destination is the bottom of an ice cold beer
And I look good with a smile
None of that fake junk
And if we’re bein' honest
I sing better when I’m drunk
Take it away boys
Well I couldn’t sing in the car
'Cause y’all said I sounded like ass
So I went down to the bar and said «Bartender, fill my glass»
Well it’s my night to shine I guess
The karaoke man is here
Well play some Alan Jackson
'Cause I’m fixin' to bless y’all’s ears
'Cause I sing better when I’m drunk
And I’m more me when y’all ain’t here
And my favorite destination is the bottom of an ice cold beer
And I look good with a smile
None of that fake junk
And if we’re bein' honest
I sing better when I’m drunk
Okay, well there wasn’t really a good drinkin' song I thought was worth a damn
so my two friends Jack Daniels and Jim Beam helped me write this song.
Hope y’all enjoying. Sip one with me
I sing better when I’m drunk
I’m more me when y’all ain’t here
And my favorite destination is the bottom of an ice cold beer
And I look good with a smile (Good with one)
None of that fake junk (None of that fake junk)
If we’re bein' honest
I sing better when I’m drunk
Good times