Good Feelin’

Of all the dives in Virginia, that I can walk in

You had to be in this one tonight

Sippin' on a Busch Light

Girl, you're looking just like my kinda kryptonite

I know I probably shouldn't, a smarter man wouldn't

But that smarter man just ain't me

'Cause I don't know who you are

But you already broke my heart

And I ain't even bought you a drink

Yeah, I can tell by that wink

This is gonna hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning

Bound to have a hell of a hangover coming

You, you, you or the whiskey

Wonder which one of y'all gonna kill me

Give me more of both and I guess we'll see

I got a real good feelin' you're gonna be bad for me

I know I'm in for trouble

'Cause I'm dizzy, seeing double

Just from looking in you into me eyes

Heaven couldn't help me

Baby, something tells me sleep ain't on the menu tonight

Might be 2:30

But it's still too early to call it, so I'll call us a cab

Ride away into the sunrise

Kiss tomorrow goodbye

Hell, it might be my last

Girl, between you and the Jack

This is gonna hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning

Bound to have a hell of a hangover coming

You, you, you or the whiskey

Wonder which one of y'all gonna kill me

Give me more of both and I guess we'll see

I got a real good feelin' you're gonna be bad for me

Hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning

You, you, you or the whiskey

This is gonna hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning

Bound to have a hell of a hangover coming

You, you, you or the whiskey

Wonder which one of y'all gonna kill me

Give me more of both and I guess we'll see

I got a real good feelin' you're gonna be bad

A real good feelin' you're gonna be bad for me

You're bad for me

Aw, yeah, this ain't gonna be good