21 August 2005 || Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
The following feels like I've a songwriting stalker following me...
She said I'm going out with my girlfriends Margaritas at the Holiday Inn Oh have mercy...my only thought was tequila makes her clothes fall off
I told her put an extra layer on I know what happens when she drinks Patron Her closet's missing half the things she bought Yeah, tequila makes her clothes fall off
She'll start by kicking out of her shoes Lose an earring in her drink Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall Drop a contact down the sink
Them pantyhose ain't gonna last too long If the DJ puts Bon Jovi on She might come home in a tablecloth Yeah, tequila makes her clothes fall off
She can handle any champagne brunch Bridal shower with Bacardi Punch Jello shooters full of Smirnoff but tequila makes her clothes fall off
She don't mean nothin' She's just having fun Tomorrow she'll say Oh, what have I done Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost Because tequila makes her clothes fall off
A list of things I have lost in the past few months [that I can remember]:
3 tongue studs
2 skirts
4 tops
2 pairs of shoes
1 single shoe, rendering the pair useless
6 bras/panties/thongs
1 earring
2 retaining balls for different pairs of captive bead earrings