Luke Combs – 1 2 Many The Writers Cut Lyrics

Well I got a call from Riley round six oclock
Sayin he caught a hanker for a honkey tonk
Wants an ice-cold beer and a country song
But he didnt want to stay out all night long
Well, I aint the kind to let a buddy drink alone
But I cant turn it off once I turn it on
Theres no stopping me once I get goin
Put a can in my hand, man Im wide ass open
The ticktock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half past ten, Im half past tipsy
At quarter to 12, man Ive done had plenty
The countdowns on when the first beer hit me
Five, four, three, two, one, too many
After five diet Millers I was feelin loose
Singin karaoke to a TL tune
When a pretty little thing shot me a wink
She said, Hey cowboy, could you buy us a drink?
Well hey, baby doll, I will if you want
But I cant turn it off once I turn it on
Theres no stoppin me once I get goin
Put a can in my hand, man Im wide ass open
The ticktock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half past ten, Im half past tipsy
At quarter to 12, man Ive done had plenty
The countdowns on when the first beer hit me
Five, four, three, two, one, too many
Now Ive never been the kind to quit
Wont stop til I get to the bottom of this
And the nights still young
So what you say we shotgun one?
Theres no stoppin me once I get goin
Put a can in my hand, man Im wide ass open
The ticktock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half past ten, Im half past tipsy
At quarter to 12, man Ive done had plenty
The countdowns on when the first beer hit me
Five, four, three, two, one, too many
Yeah, five, four, three, two, one, too many