Vodka and Bad TV
Shadows fall on the old bar top leather
It's been kind of slow, the factory closed last year
This town is known for bad weather
I pour drinks here
I've always been a good listener
I've heard stories and lies from every backslider
And a few good looking daughters
Marie, Marie
There's vodka and bad TV
Marie, don't you go
There's Hank on an old radio
I've never seen such a beautiful trainwreck
From the stains on her jeans to the bruise "˜round her neck
And she smells like lilies and wine
I tend to stray from what I mean to say
And I generally go home alone around 3
But tonight, she's comin' home with me
I'm gonna let her drive my car
We're gonna park in the yard
She's gonna drink my whole house dry
If I end up with a scar, that's fine