Drunk Girls Don't Cry (Live from SXSW 2016)
Thank you so much, it is so good to be back in my home state!
This is amazing, I haven't been to South By in ten years
So it's so good to be here at the Spotify House
Um, and I don't think it's too early to start drinking, is it?
Well, cheers to South by Southwest this year
And, um, this next song is about some Drunk Girls
Hey, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, yeah
Hey, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
What you do with trash? You take it out
So why are you lettin' him hang around?
Girl, you gotta know when to clean house and throw his shit out in the yard
If it was the first time, I would understand
But it's the third time, he got a second chance
There's a fine line between an accident and an L-O-S-E-R
It's bullshit, you know it, yeah, I see it in your eyes
Every time that you tell me, "Deep down, he's a really good guy"
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry
Girl, you must be outta your damn mind
You say he saw the light, the slate is clean
Swears up and down that it's gonna be
Different this time
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry (hey, na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
Another weekend, another box of wine
I heard it so much, I got it memorized
If you think he's the one, then you must be blind or C-R-A-Z-Y, c'mon
It's bullshit, you know it, I wish I had a dime
For every time that you tell me, "Deep down, he's a really good guy"
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry
Girl, you must be outta your damn mind
You say he saw the light, the slate is clean
Swears up and down that it's gonna be
Different this time
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry (hey, na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
(Hey) oh, ooh (na-na-na-na)
Oh (na-na-na-na), oh (na-na-na-na)
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry
Girl, you must be outta your damn mind
You say he saw the light, the slate is clean
Swears up and down that it's gonna be
Different this time
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry (hey, na-na-na-na)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
(Hey) hey (na-na-na-na), hey
(Na-na-na-na) yeah (na-na-na-na)
Hey, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Thank you
This is amazing, I haven't been to South By in ten years
So it's so good to be here at the Spotify House
Um, and I don't think it's too early to start drinking, is it?
Well, cheers to South by Southwest this year
And, um, this next song is about some Drunk Girls
Hey, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, yeah
Hey, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
What you do with trash? You take it out
So why are you lettin' him hang around?
Girl, you gotta know when to clean house and throw his shit out in the yard
If it was the first time, I would understand
But it's the third time, he got a second chance
There's a fine line between an accident and an L-O-S-E-R
It's bullshit, you know it, yeah, I see it in your eyes
Every time that you tell me, "Deep down, he's a really good guy"
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry
Girl, you must be outta your damn mind
You say he saw the light, the slate is clean
Swears up and down that it's gonna be
Different this time
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry (hey, na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
Another weekend, another box of wine
I heard it so much, I got it memorized
If you think he's the one, then you must be blind or C-R-A-Z-Y, c'mon
It's bullshit, you know it, I wish I had a dime
For every time that you tell me, "Deep down, he's a really good guy"
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry
Girl, you must be outta your damn mind
You say he saw the light, the slate is clean
Swears up and down that it's gonna be
Different this time
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry (hey, na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
La-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
(Hey) oh, ooh (na-na-na-na)
Oh (na-na-na-na), oh (na-na-na-na)
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry
Girl, you must be outta your damn mind
You say he saw the light, the slate is clean
Swears up and down that it's gonna be
Different this time
That's like sayin' drunk girls don't cry (hey, na-na-na-na)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da (na-na-na-na)
(Hey) hey (na-na-na-na), hey
(Na-na-na-na) yeah (na-na-na-na)
Hey, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Barry George Dean, Luke Robert Laird, Maren Larae Morris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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