if it weren’t for alcohol I wouldn’t dance at all
 [bad word] planted on the wall from doors to last call

walk in and see a sea of cloth and skin
 head to the bar, wet my lips before I wade in
 [bad word] off a slew of men and some women
 I couldn’t dance with them in the condition I’m in

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my car keys leave my hand and end up in the pocket on the better half of my better half
 too [bad word] to drive, [bad word] enough to have fun
 I’d rather sway my shoulder than to swerve into one

if it weren’t for alcohol I wouldn’t dance at all / I wouldn’t dance I wouldn’t
 [bad word] planted on the wall from doors to last call / I wouldn’t dance I wouldn’t [bad word] and coke one, not having fun [bad word] and coke two, starting to move [bad word] and coke three replaced [bad word] shots
 drinks four, five, six, seven and I’m ready to rock

if it weren’t for alcohol I wouldn’t dance at all / I wouldn’t dance I wouldn’t
 [bad word] planted on the wall from doors to last call / I wouldn’t dance I wouldn’t
 if it weren’t for alcohol I wouldn’t dance at all / I really think I shouldn’t
 [bad word] planted on the wall from doors to last call / below .08 I couldn’t
 **hold me closer tipsy dancer**