Karaoké Bitch on the Sauce (Just Drunk) Miranda Lambert

Does the whiskey make you miss me

'Cos every time I take a sip

I think about you

I start dialin' but I don't call

Are you sittin' there lookin' at the phone not callin' me too

A heart is a bitch on the sauce

Gonna do what it do

This happens every time

I crack open up that bottle

And I light that cigarette

And it's like

Oh shit here come trouble

Everything about you says Don't do that

With the devil on my shoulder sayin' Don't look back

And I wonder what spell are we under

Are we in love or we just drunk

That front porch looks like heaven

But I know in the mornin' it's gonna feel more like hell

But I drive up anyway

'Cos the good Lord knows this girl can't help herself oh

Yeah a heart is a bitch on the sauce so I might as well

This happens every time

I crack open up that bottle

And I light that cigarette

And it's like

Oh shit here come trouble

Everything about you says Don't do that

With the devil on my shoulder sayin' Don't look back

And I wonder what spell are we under

Are we in love or we just drunk

Does the whiskey make you miss me

'Cos every time I take a sip

I think about you