She knew that I was ready
She could tell by the confetti
Now, my, my, my
She can shake us to the side
Far. far line
Between love and my demise
There be a long wide road
A step between the lines
A shot go syster
As you´re seeing tonight

Ride, somehow the meters go low
Was playing on my radio tonight
The boose is out
And that´s why we ride, ride, ride
Till the whiskie runs low

Hey, hey
C´mon, we on a mission
To make, make
A couple bad decisions
All night long

Hey, hey
You don´t need nobody´s permission
Hey, hey
When people call, they will be wishing
They came along
They came along

She knew that I was ready
She could tell by the confetti
Now, my, my, my
In a party at the night
The bar in the city is right at 65
They got a fire in the caig
Don´t make me beg
A shot go sister
As you´re seeing tonight

Oh oH oH
Ride until the whiskie is low