Mean
They say I'm mean
Lord, she's got a temper
And honestly
I just can't remember
The last time I went out
Without showing out
Or getting kicked out of the bar
And I can't help I do it to myself
I always take it too far
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me mean
In Kentucky
We keep him on the shelf
And if I see him
I'll tell ol' Jim myself
"I love the stuff you're making
Don't be mistaken
But it's taken its toll on me"
And that white label gets me unstable
Got me thinking I'm 10 foot 3
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me mean
I swear I swore it off for good
Just because you can don't mean you should
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me -
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me mean
Lord, she's got a temper
And honestly
I just can't remember
The last time I went out
Without showing out
Or getting kicked out of the bar
And I can't help I do it to myself
I always take it too far
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me mean
In Kentucky
We keep him on the shelf
And if I see him
I'll tell ol' Jim myself
"I love the stuff you're making
Don't be mistaken
But it's taken its toll on me"
And that white label gets me unstable
Got me thinking I'm 10 foot 3
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me mean
I swear I swore it off for good
Just because you can don't mean you should
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me -
If I drink a shot of whiskey
Katy bar the door
And if I think you're lookin' at me
We'll wind up on the floor
Kissin', cussin', fightin', fussin'
Everything in between
I just can't help it, baby
That Jim Beam makes me mean
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Writer(s): Taylor Austin Dye
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