Birthday Hangover

There's four more hours till midnight
I'm a little buzzed not gonna lie
All of my friends are in this bar
Swayin' to the sound of a steel guitar
Just trying to make a night to remember
Even if I don't remember it
If I'm gonna be another year older
Sure as hell ain't gonna be sober

Here's to a headache in the morning
A red dress stained with bourbon
I don't need no confetti or cake
Just a couple bottles of champagne
Free drinks and kissing strangers
I might regret this later
When the sun comes up the nights over
Cheers to a birthday hangover

The cover band pulls me up on stage
Got the whole crowd up and singing my name
When sixes start turnings into nines
That's my queue to say goodnight

Here's to a headache in the morning
A red dress stained with bourbon
I don't need no confetti or cake
Just a couple bottles of champagne
Free drinks and kissing strangers
I might regret this later
When the sun comes up the nights over
Cheers to a birthday hangover

Here's to a headache in the morning
A red dress stained with bourbon
I don't need no confetti or cake
Just another bottle of champagne
Free drinks and kissing strangers
I might regret this later

But here's to a headache in the morning
A red dress stained with bourbon
I don't need no confetti or cake
Just a couple bottles of champagne
Free drinks and kissing strangers
I might regret this later
When the sun comes up the nights over
Cheers to a birthday hangover
Here's to a birthday hangover
Cheers to a birthday hangover