Scotch on the rocks

Won't kill the bitter flavor

Cause I knw even when I loved it at nite

In the morning I'll hate her

Grab the keys from the shelf and just shout

Oh I'm just going for the paper.

Drive off and it's another one again

Another one we can call just a friend

Wait for the send off

I can't got that nights scent off

A constant reminder of the trouble from here and there

So pour me another and drink it up

Until we see the bottoms of our glasses blurry stare.

Scotch on the rocks

We like to keep it classy

Still keep it clean and dress fancy

No labels here in the old night scene

We do things we always imagined

And u never dreamed

Someone's gotta rise from the bottom to see the top

But when the money's gone

that's when you feel the drop

Then you gotta stop and rise again to a new crop

A new story gets told

You're a million bucks now son

But it feels so cold

And here you feel so forgotten and old

That's the price you gotta pay

But you can still afford it

Money comes with envy and you're senses get aborted

Same ol drink same ol day

Same ol trick same ol pay

Same ol ride same ol way

But life's always too short when

You're livin in the express lane

And life can't get too fast

When you're stuck in the driveway

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