Drunk memories

So drunk baby drunk as fucking hell
I drank a 5th of vodka
some shots of tequila as well
Damn drunk honey so damn bloody drunk

I can hardly walk straight now I want some shots
whiskey, rye I want to feel like I'm flying as high as a kite
Take me as I am darling I know I have baggage
It all still haunts me I've only had a few bottles tonight

I need your lovin just like a need another fucking shot of Jim Beam
Drunk as fuck sweetheart I'm not so conciseness now
I'm a bit carefree after that last shot I think I'll take a few more
Some shots of jacks one two or fucking three o that hits the spot

after I'll have some gin thanks on the rocks
3 olives and make it dirty extra dirty please
Fuck I'm so off my fucking face right now
Bae I'm slowly slipping into a deep dark sleep

Im in the gutter of loneliness
One more sweet drink for the road
my beautiful make it that nectar
make it two shots of double southern comfort

Memories starting to scatter
scares of the past trying to come forward again
it's time to slam home those doubles
Time to get you out of my head.