CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Drunk (Reloaded) (BVSSIC Remix)

Just one drink! Gonna keep it mellow
Responsible night for a polite fellow
Say "Hello" to my friends and comrades
Don’t tend to offend so I say "Perhaps"
Just two drinks! As a social courtesy
We can raise a glass to our past fraternity
And certainly, a perfectly normal informal get together
But it’s been forever since we gathered so whatever
Just three drinks! For the sake of the old times
Proceed with tequila shots with a dish full of cold limes
The whole nine, laughing, remembering all the old lines
Never used to work but I could 'em give another try
Just four drinks! Y'know, take the edge off
I've had a hard week, I deserve to get sauced
Pick up another round as my friends depart and
They may not stick around but I just got started

(Just got started x 12)

Feel so much better than usual (beautiful)
I feel indisputable (beautiful)

Feel so much better than usual
I feel indisputable, oh
I think that I might be beautiful
Don’t wake me up from this spell I’m under if I'm still breathing
I know that I will be ugly when
I feel like myself again, oh
But now I'm feeling so beautiful

Just five drinks! f**kin' treat myself
Pour the Dom Perignon from the back of the top shelf
Spend like God, put on airs to sell it
Crowd pretends not to care but I know they're jealous
Just six drinks! Let slip the dogs of war
I’m gonna start a f**kin' riot 'til I'm tossed out the front door
Zero to sixty, I can turn on a dime, I'm hitting bottom
And I'm feeling like committing a crime
Just eight drinks! Maybe I've lost count
I can’t remember the night, what I drank or the amount
I’m fading in and out, my very consciousness is crumbling
Sorry, was I saying something?
Twelve drinks! Strolling out of the hospital
Is it hair of the dog if you stay drunk and don't stop at all?
Another night, losing it, more than I can afford
Was I just feeling bored? Am I that insecure?

(That insecure x 12)

Feel so much better than usual
I feel indisputable

Feel so much better than usual
I feel indisputable, oh
But now I'm feeling so beautiful
Don’t wake me up from this spell I’m under if I'm still breathing
I know that I will be ugly when
I feel like myself again, oh
But now I'm feeling so beautiful

Bottle of Scotch, served on the rocks with a shot of Cachaca
Vodka, Sake, kamikaze with a handle of Sherry
A cherry Brandy with a Jaeger, chaser, Champagne float
A Bourbon, hot Toddy in teacup of throat coat
Martini, Bellini, Negroni, Baileys, Kahlua, Sambuca
Soju, Paloma, Mojito, Gimlet, Frangelico, Guinness
Tequila, Manhattan, a Margarita, Old Fashioned
Dry Vermouth and something I can't taste 'cause I'm so trashed
Soldiering over, I'm slower, shoulder to shoulder with no one
Stumbling, sobering, making friends with a smoker
I know I'm less than upright, losing the fight with the ground
Then someone hits the lights as they close for the night now
Try to look at Heaven and I can't see the stars
A billion, trillion eyes are winking as I walk between parked cars
Metabolizing liquor while I'm losing my friends
I'm gonna hate myself tomorrow then I'll do it again