Lyrics

Well, the judge said, “Son, you done lost this one
What are you gonna do?
Cause she got the she got the kids and the house and the yard
Not to mention your old dog, Boo."
I said, I'm leaving town in her V-8 Crown
The one she done painted bright pink
Gonna build me a car in the back of her car
And drive myself to drink

I'm gonna rip out that old backseat
And stock it with Jim Beam
With a cooler for the ice and a shaker on the right
And a cutting board in between
Gonna mix me a margarita
In the blender down on the floor
And drink till I don't remember
Just what I'm drinking for

Gonna hit the road with a heavy load
My heart just went bust
Cause she stole my heart and she took my life
Now she can just eat my dust
I'm sipping on my whiskey
Cause it hurts too much to think
Gonna build me a bar in the back of her car
And drive myself to drink

Well I ain't even left the driveway,
I'm a few sheets to the wind
When I try to find the ignition
the key just don't fit in
I can't even see the dashboard
Just the memory of her skin
Then her image fades to blackness
As I take another sip of Jim

Gonna hit the road with a heavy load
My heart just went bust
Cause she stole my heart and she took my life
Now she can just eat my dust
I'm sipping on my whiskey
Cause it hurts too much to think
Gonna build me a bar in the back of her car
And drive myself to drink

I'm sipping on my whiskey
Cause it hurts too much to think
Gonna build me a bar in the back of her car
And drive myself to drink