Bourbon, my sweet
Put me to sleep
I have a pillow made of down and fresh, clean sheets
And tomorrow when I wake
With a headache, I know there's gonna be some work to do
It's the work after all, dear bourbon
That keeps me coming back to you
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
Tonic and gin is on the menu again
Along with all my worst jokes and a shit-eating grin
And tomorrow's coming quick
Like a lovesick little virgin
And there's work to do
It's the work after all, dear tonic
That I'm really looking forward to
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
Pen in my palm is keeping me calm
As I penetrate pages every and all day long
And the ink will keep me sane and help refrain for a bit longer
All the work that's due
It's those goals after all, dear bourbon
They keep me coming back to you
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I need to reignite my slightly burned-out soul
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
Bourbon, my sweet
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I have a pillow made of down and fresh, clean sheets
And tomorrow when I wake
With a headache, I know there's gonna be some work to do
It's the work after all, dear bourbon
That keeps me coming back to you
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
Tonic and gin is on the menu again
Along with all my worst jokes and a shit-eating grin
And tomorrow's coming quick
Like a lovesick little virgin
And there's work to do
It's the work after all, dear tonic
That I'm really looking forward to
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
Pen in my palm is keeping me calm
As I penetrate pages every and all day long
And the ink will keep me sane and help refrain for a bit longer
All the work that's due
It's those goals after all, dear bourbon
They keep me coming back to you
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal
I need to reignite my slightly burned-out soul
So bottle be my fire and bed be my coal
