Saddle up My Drink

Bartender, it's five till two AM, And I'm ready to raise some hell again. Got a pocket full of ones that I'm ready To blow. These boots were made for do-si-do. Gonna throw one back before I go. DJ, turn up on that radio. When you see me comin', when you see me Comin', when you see me comin' you know. Pour me a shot. Saddle up my drink, yeah. I'm ready to stomp, too drunk to even think. Gonna do-si-do. Gonna stomp the ground, yeah, at every badass Honky-tonk dance floor in this town. Don't call me a cab, just call me baby. And when I get thirsty, Saddle up my drink. Now dancers line and two-step there. Sweatin' that deep South Georgia air. Got a pocket full of ones that I'm ready To blow. These boots were made for do-si-do. Gonna throw one back before I go. DJ, turn up on that radio. When you see me comin', when you see me Comin', when you see me comin'. Pour me a shot. Saddle up my drink, yeah. I'm ready to stomp, too drunk to even think. Gonna do-si-do. Gonna stomp the ground, yeah, at every badass Honky-tonk dance floor in this town. Don't call me a cab, just call me baby. And when I get thirsty... Don't call me a cab, just call me baby. Don't call me a cab, just call me baby. And when I get thirsty, Saddle up my drink. Oh, you know I get so thirsty. Saddle up my drink. Oh, you know. You know I get so thirsty. Saddle up my drink. Oh, you know. You know I get so thirsty