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John Murphy (c) 2012 Music & Lyrics                                                                                                                                                 

Lyrics:

                                                  
MY TURN TO DRINK

Verse
It’s Friday night I’m feelin right my baby’s puttin on her make-up at the bathroom sink so I went over and I told her that tonight I really think it should be my turn to drink 

She rolled her eyes and said well I guess that’s all right but ain’t it supposed to be my turn now I said now baby you must be crazy cause you know it was your turn the last eighteen times we went out 
It’s my turn to drink tonight it’s my turn to drink 

Verse
Before we even left the house I popped one open before I knew it I drank two or three then I was ridin right beside my pretty designated driver and I was buzzin in the passenger seat 

The radio was whalin on some really old Van Halen and I was playin me some mean air guitar 
Then it was like I found some gold from diggin I swear I heard some angels singin when we pulled up to my favorite bar 

Chorus
It’s my turn to drink bartender fill it up oh looky there 
I even bought you my own Red Solo cup she’ll have a coke but hold the captain cause the little lady’s drivin tonight 
I see ya got my favorite beer tap oh man…I think ya run me a tab cause tonight I’m feelin alright…and it’s my turn to drink 

Verse
Well I see Ricky, Bobby, Joey, Johnny, Bubba, Earl and Big Fat Tiny all my good ole boys are here we started whootin and high fivin…man it’s a good thing I aint drivin cause each one bought me a beer 

Next thing I knew man I was wishin that my old lady’d quite her b*** in sayin Don’t ya think you really need to slow down 
So I chased a shot down with a beer and said girl the last time we left here I had to carry your drunk ass out 

Chorus
It’s my turn to drink bartender fill it up 
I’ll pay you with one of my little, empty, upside down cups I’ll have a coke with extra captain cause the little lady’s drivin tonight…ain’t that right 
she said don’t ya think it’s getting time we should go I said oh no darling I don’t think so cause tonight I’m feelin alright…and it’s my turn to drink 

Bridge
She said come on we’re leaving now but I ignored her 
Cause the devil down in Georgia had me dancin naked playin air fiddle So I said come girl what’s your hurry and baby when’d you get so blurry she said just focus on the finger in the middle 

Chorus
It’s my turn to drink bartender fill it hey…what happen’d to all my little, empty, upside down cups well how bout one more coke with extra captain 
cause the little lady’s drivin me home…hey bartender where’d she go 
he said grabbed her coat and keys and settled your tab then she I was gonna have to call you a cab 

and when you get home you’re gonna sleep on the floor cause she caught you dancin with some girl that was dressed like a…stripper Then she gave me wink…and said she’d be back next week…when it’s her turn to drink