[Verse 1] I walked in wearing that little black dress, Red lips, bad attitude, and a whole lot less Patience for a man who thinks he owns the night, I left his sorry ass and I feel damn right. Bartender laughed, said, "Girl, you want your usual?" I said, "Hell yeah—and make it beautiful." My girls are at the corner raising hell again, And tonight we're drinking like we don't know when. [Pre-Chorus] He said I'd come crawling back someday, Well, he can kiss my ass from a hundred miles away. [Chorus] So pour me one more, let the jukebox play, We're raising hell like it's payday every day. I've got friends in low places and trouble on my mind, A little whiskey in my bloodstream and freedom on my side. If he comes looking, tell him I ain't here, I'm somewhere getting wild with another cold beer. He can keep his sorry and his alibis, I'm doing just fine with these friends of mine. [Verse 2] There's a cowboy buying rounds at the bar, Smiling like he knows exactly who we are. He said, "Girl, you wanna dance?" I said, "Hell, why not?" Been a long damn time since I forgot what I got. My best friend hollered, "Don't you fall too fast!" I said, "Honey, tonight I'm just having a blast." We're singing too loud and staying out too late, Making bad decisions that can damn well wait. [Pre-Chorus] I spent too many nights crying over that fool, Now I'm breaking hearts and breaking every rule. [Chorus] So pour me one more, let the jukebox play, We're raising hell like it's payday every day. I've got friends in low places and trouble on my mind, A little whiskey in my bloodstream and freedom on my side. If he comes looking, tell him I ain't here, I'm somewhere getting wild with another cold beer. He can keep his sorry and his alibis, I'm doing just fine with these friends of mine. [Bridge] If he walks through that door, somebody kill the lights, 'Cause I ain't wasting one damn second of my night. He had his chance, and he blew it away, Now there's a long line of cowboys buying me drinks today. I ain't bitter, baby, I'm better than before, Got my boots by the jukebox and my keys by the door. And if tomorrow brings a headache from hell, I'll laugh about tonight and blame nobody else. [Final Chorus] So pour me one more, let the jukebox play, Tonight I'm celebrating the woman I became. I've got friends in low places and heaven in my heart, A little hell in my blood and a brand-new start. If he comes looking, tell him I'm long gone, Probably somewhere dancing till the break of dawn. He can keep his cheating, his bullshit, and his lies— I've got my girls, my freedom, and fire in my eyes. [Outro] Yeah, I've got friends in low places... And a whole lot of hell to raise tonight
