Girl, what you doin' here by yourself?
Not looking like you're waiting on someone else
I see a little heart broke in that glass of top-shelf
If I'm anywhere close, maybe I can help?
'Cause I come from a long line of lonesome drinkers
Old-school bar-stool jukebox leaners
Pop-a-top sing-along country-song swayers
A long line of neon all-night stayers
I can pull up a chair if you want me to
I can spin you 'round the floor if you want me to
But, baby, don't feel like you got to 'cause you ain't got to
Girl, this is where I go when I get this way
Where the Cuervo's gold and the music's great
Might get a little buzz, but—hell—that's OK
It's all part of my DNA
'Cause I come from a long line of lonesome drinkers
Old-school bar-stool jukebox leaners
Pop-a-top sing-along country-song swayers
A long line of neon all-night stayers
I can pull up a chair if you want me to
I can spin you 'round the floor if you want me to
But, baby, don't feel like you got to 'cause you ain't got to
We can dance all night if you want to
You can hold on tight if you want to
Oh, but, baby, don't feel like you got to 'cause you ain't got to
I come from a long line of lonesome drinkers
Lonesome drinkers
Lonesome drinkers
Lonesome drinkers