Low Fuel Drug Run

Last night, yeah, I lost it

I know that you're gone

Lamp down in my pocket

I know that you're gone

I sing to a jukebox

That don't have any songs

It don't have any songs

Anymore

Low fuel, drunk run

Baby, we can have fun

Twin sisters in the back

Fucking up my Cadillac

Nothing says summer

Like an afternoon drunk

I didn't have the keys

So I put her in the trunk

Fine china doll

Lost in the night

You can be mean

If it feels alright

DNA on the carpet

Country on my mind

Six bottles of whiskey and a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

The queen made a sound

Got lost in the rain

Easy for her

It's a gasoline dream

Shut the green door

Step on the gas

You'll die by the sword

It'll save your ass

You're a fine china doll

Lost in the night

You can be mean

If it feels alright

DNA on the carpet

Country on my mind

Six bottles of whiskey and a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine

Six bottles of whiskey

And a bottle of wine