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One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey, mister bartender, come here
I want another drink and I want it
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey, mister bartender, come here
I want another drink and I want it
you listen right here
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Yeah
Scratch my back, baby
Ah
Now by this time
stuff
Gonna get drunk
Won't you listen right here
I want one bourbon,

One shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Now by this time
stuff
Gonna get drunk
Won't you listen right here
I want one bourbon,

One shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Now by this time
you listen right here
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Yeah
Scratch my back, baby
Ah
Now by this time
you listen right here
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Now by this time I'm plenty high
You know when
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get
leavin' lit up my scoreboard
I usually make it through side a sober
All bets are off when I flip her over
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
I'm havin'
sensation. 

Every man and woman gets one scotch, 
One bourbon and one beer, 
Three times a day if they stay cool. 
And little chillens gets milk, cream
money to spend on empty songs
Created by bastards on dope
I'd rather be having a beer
Than drinking your piss on the street

One cigarette, one scotch
for
I used to give a lot at Christmas
You might say I gave to much
Until my family was broke and we had no place to live
That's why, Christmas Sucks
I
Just like George Jones and one of his gold plated chrome tin microphones
Well the only time that I ever got booed is when I busted a rap by the 2 Live
sometime
Hitting all the cities, neon sign to neon sign
Drowning in straight bourbon whiskey, beer and too much wine
Playing our songs for nothing but that
the first fo fall
I've been lovin' Iceman, ever since I seen George Gervin ball
You so broken when you die yo', hearse'll stall
So weak you probably
achoo
Sneezing and pleasing, on your ear, verbal easing
Chocolate flows then drips down through your nose
Between your legs, I bend your head with beer
thank Mark Mandoo
And the One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse

Mr. Capoo, and the Antioch posse
Especially the Johnson family, what's up Miss. J?
thank Mark Mandoo
And the One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse

Mr. Capoo, and the Antioch posse
Especially the Johnson family, what's up Miss. J?
These fuckin' snakes man
Fuckin' up our lives
I'll take a piss in your oil fields
I want some motherfuckin' payback so, yo

I wanna run for