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I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I roamed away from home to make it on the microphone
Skills shine like the dawn, still the night brings a cold chill
The moon's full as Boone pulls up to a dingy dive bar
A place even the waitress' face has got an eye scar
Fleetwood Mac on the jukebox on a slow night
Lady behind the bar got a pack of Marlboro Lights
Rolled up in her sleeve, stockin' the cooler
I park it on the stool, she said, "What you need?" I said, "What you got?"
I said, "Make it a Jack and Coke," she said, "Okay, and where you stayin'?"
Said, "I'm layin' my head across the street at The Holiday Inn"
I asked what time they close, she said, "You can stay 'til the a.m."
Said, "Ain't you Danny Boone, the man that rocks the planet?
Bet your pen signed more titties than eyeballs saw Janet's"
I said, "Damn it! Why don't we get out of this bar, grab a bottle?"
She dropped her apron, said, "I'll meet you at the car"
She stepped out in the moonshine lookin' like a star
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I love my smoke-filled rooms, dive bar saloons
I love the ladies' undergarments on the knotty pine roofs
I never liked the last call, my happy hour's at noon
I drink my Jack out the bottle like a bottle of Boones
Hey, lady with the broom, can you play some Johnny Cash?
Here's a couple dollars for you, for your coaster and glass
She wiped the dust of the bottle, gave me a single barrel mash
Said, "I sip my liquor quicker than your cigarette'll ash"
I hit the bathroom stall, names upon the wall
Conversations with my alcohol seem to be long
I'm contemplatin', takin' time to give my lady a call
Or I'm chasin' down the devil with my latest Jäger Bomb
I told my broad, "I'm on a drinkin' binge, I'm at it again"
'Cause I love the way she tastes, I love the squeak of the hinge
So when the brass doors open and the smoke seeps in
I hit the bed with my bottle, you can bet we sleepin' in, 'cause
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I love that kinda place
Where the neon lights chase away all the problems that we all face
When I park it on a stool, I get the kinda feelin'
Take a sip, look up, see dollar bills on the ceilin'
Hear the crack of a cue ball breakin' a rack
Hear a group full of friends laughin' in the back
Then it hits me like a brick as I wash one down
This the kind of bar that reminds me of my town
If these walls could talk, I know they'd say the same thing
Watched us grow up and how we all had to change
In my 21st, drink all them shots together
I remember how you said that we'd always last forever
Well, that didn't work, babe, and I couldn't breathe
It gave me shelter from the storm when I was in need
So I'ma light a cigarette and give you one more minute
Take another shot of Beam when I'm finished reminiscin', 'cause
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
I breathe better in a smoke-filled room
I sleep better in the afternoon
When I go home, it's a motel room
Moonshine on me, moonshine on you