(I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night)
I wish there was a bottle
In there corner by the airplane
On the slide down menu on my phone
I could turn on when I tie one on
It wouldn't unlock till the morning
I couldn't text, I couldn't call
All it would do, ten after two
Is get me a last call ride home
Nothing makes me miss you like a Jack and Coke does
Wish my phone had a whiskey mode 'cause
I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night
I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been thinking I might
Maybe wanna call you up, say, "Baby, what you doing tonight?"
Already know you're gonna pick up, and I know what it's gonna go like
Hit you up, hey what's up?
Making out then making up
Then waking up, then breaking up
Then saying never again
But here I go, digging through
List of names till I find you
Wish there was something my phone could do
To keep me from calling you when
I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night
I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been drinking all night
It's supposed to drown a memory
Supposed to get you back on your feet
Get you over what you can't let go
Guess that old black label's broke
Nothing makes me miss you like a Jack and Coke does
Wish my phone had a whiskey mode 'cause
I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night
I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been thinking I might
Maybe wanna call you up, say, "Baby, what you doing tonight?"
Already know you're gonna pick up, and I know what it's gonna go like
Hit you up, hey what's up?
Making out then making up
Then waking up, then breaking up
Then saying never again
But here I go, digging through
List of names till I find you
Wish there was something my phone could do
To keep me from calling you when
I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night
I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been drinking all night
It ain't my fault, it ain't my fault
I wouldn't call, if I couldn't call
I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night
I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been thinking I might
Maybe wanna call you up, say, "Baby, what you doing tonight?"
Already know you're gonna pick up, and I know what it's gonna go like
Hit you up, hey what's up?
Making out then making up
Then waking up, then breaking up
Then saying never again
But here I go, digging through
List of names till I find you
Wish there was something my phone could do
To keep me from calling you when
I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night
I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been drinking all night
Nothing makes me miss you like a Jack and Coke does
Wish my phone had a whiskey mode 'cause
I wish there was a bottle
In there corner by the airplane
On the slide down menu on my phone
I could turn on when I tie one on