[Intro] Okay... One shot. Maybe two. It's tequila. How bad could it be? ...Yeah. Famous last words. [Verse 1] Sun's going down, we're heading into town, Got a little bottle and we're passing it around. Said I'd take it slow, said I'd keep it under control, Then somebody poured another and I said, "Well... let's go." Salt on my lips, lime in my hand, Dancing on a table like I totally planned. Red cheeks, wild hair, music way too loud, I came here for a drink and now I'm laughing with the crowd. [Pre-Chorus] Oh, I know this feeling, Yeah, I've been here before. One little tequila... Then I'm asking for some more. [Chorus] Tequila, tequila, Running through my head. Tequila, tequila, Don't remember what I said. One shot, two shots, Three and I'm feeling fine. Four shots, five shots... Okay, maybe five. Tequila, tequila, You're a terrible friend. You tell me I'm doing fine Right before the night gets weird again. [Verse 2] Woke up with glitter on my face, Somebody's jacket in my place. Boots by the door, sand on the floor, And somehow there's a beach towel hanging on my bedroom door. My phone had twenty-seven texts, Six were sent by me. One said, "WHERE ARE YOU?" One said, "LOL." One said, "YOU HAVE TO SEE." Apparently I danced with a stranger, Apparently she danced with me. Apparently I challenged someone To a drinking competition. I don't remember winning... But I have the trophy. [Pre-Chorus] Oh, I know this feeling, Yeah, I've been here before. My head says, "Stop now," My hand is reaching for one more. [Chorus] Tequila, tequila, Running through my head. Tequila, tequila, Don't remember what I said. One shot, two shots, Three and I'm feeling fine. Four shots, five shots... Okay, maybe five. Tequila, tequila, You're a terrible friend. You tell me I'm doing fine Right before the night gets weird again. [Verse 3] Lipstick on my collar, Bruise upon my knee, Somebody's number written down In Roman numerals on me. My holy sword is still right here, Strapped against my side. Even drunk as hell, apparently, I don't misplace my pride. I asked the bartender what happened, She just started laughing hard. Apparently I gave a sermon On the sacred power of the bar. I said, "Was it inspiring?" She said, "You cried." ... "Okay." "Did I at least look cool?" She said, "You challenged the jukebox." ... "Did I win?" "No." [Bridge — stripped back, then building] Maybe tequila isn't evil. Maybe tequila's misunderstood. Maybe I should drink some water... Yeah. I probably should. But the music sounds amazing, And the moon is looking fine. Somebody just poured another... So I guess it's tequila time. [Final Chorus] Tequila, tequila, Running through my head. Tequila, tequila, God knows what I said. One shot, two shots, Three and I'm feeling fine. Four shots, five shots... Oh, fuck it. I'm having a good time. Tequila, tequila, You always pull me in. I swear tomorrow I'll be smarter... But tonight? Let's do it again. Tequila, tequila, Salt and lime. Bad idea... Every time. [Outro] Tequila. Salt. Lime. Bad idea. ... Do it again.
