Karaoké Maxed Out Bayker Blankenship

Fancy foreman down the road

Hell my hands are gettin' cold

This winter's really got a grip on me

Gettin' tired of this town but I ain't got no money to make any ground

Another lonely night down at the bar

'Cos I'm gettin' into fights and I'm fallin' hard

Maxed out one more credit card

Was this life worth livin' for

Goin' to jail

I can't pay my bail

Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself

Should have never reached for that bottle on the shelf

She's the reason

I started it all

Lord she's prayin' on my downfall

Hopin' I'll never make it out of this town

She won't leave me alone

Most evenings all I do is sit at home

Think about the girl

I done right or wrong

She's got my heart tied in a knot

Will I make it out

No probably not

All I got left to do is sit here and drink

Another lonely night down at the bar

'Cos I'm gettin' into fights and I'm fallin' hard

Maxed out one more credit card

Was this life worth livin' for

Goin' to jail

I can't pay my bail

Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself

Should have never reached for that bottle on the shelf

Should have never reached for that bottle on the shelf