Well, I got a call from Rowdy 'round six o'clock
Sayin' he caught a hankerin' for a honky tonk
Wants an ice cold beer and a country song
But he didn't want to stay out all night long
Well, I ain't the kind to let a buddy drink alone
But I can't turn it off once I turn it on

There's no stoppin' me once I get goin'
Put a can in my hand, man, I'm wide ass open
The tick-tock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half-past-ten, I'm half past tipsy
At quarter-to-twelve, man, I done had plenty
The countdown's on when the first beer hits me
5-4-3-2-1 too many

After five diet Millers I was feelin' loose
Singin' karaoke to a TL tune
When a pretty little thing shot me a wink
She said, "Hey cowboy, could you buy us a drink?"
Well hey, baby doll, I will if you want
But I can't turn it off once I turn it on

There's no stoppin' me once I get goin'
Put a can in my hand, man, I'm wide ass open
The tick-tock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half-past-ten, I'm half past tipsy
At quarter-to-twelve, man, I done had plenty
The countdown's on when the first beer hits me
5-4-3-2-1 too many
Come on!

Nah, I never been the kind to quit
Won't stop 'til I get to the bottom of this
And the night's still young
So whatcha say we shotgun one?
Yeah, we'll shoot one with you, Luke, come on Ronnie!

There's no stoppin' me once I get to goin'
Put a can in my hand, man, I'm wide ass open
The tick-tock of that clock is like a time bomb
Yeah, by half-past-ten, I'm half past tipsy
At quarter-to-twelve, man, I done had plenty
The countdown's on when the first beer hits me
5-4-3-2-1 too many
Yeah, 5-4-3-2-1 too many
Come on, that's a country song right there, fuck Writer/s: Dan Isbell, Drew Parker, Luke Combs, Tyler King
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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