911

Never thought this is how I'd go

Sittin' here barstool high

Never knew when, but now I know

It's lookin' like a Friday night

It turns out the hottest part of the flame

Is the blue there in her eyes

She's the kind of wild

That just don't care if you make it out alive

Somebody better call 911

There's a five-alarm fire in here

It's about five foot four

And you can't put it out with an ice-cold beer

I'm lookin' at a heart attack lookin' right back at me

Through the smoke, good Lord

Somebody better call 911

'Cause if somebody don't

Don't know if I can take much more

Oh yeah

There ain't a shot of snakebite in this bar

That's ever gonna burn like her

She's gonna melt a hole in the hardwood floor

If the roof don't blow off first

She's TNT in tight blue jeans

And I'm gonna wind up hurt

She's gonna make me buy a diamond ring

Or a pine box in the dirt

Somebody better call 911

There's a five-alarm fire in here

It's about five foot four

And you can't put it out with an ice-cold beer

I'm lookin' at a heart attack lookin' right back at me

Through the smoke, good Lord

Somebody better call 911

'Cause if somebody don't

Don't know if I can take much more

Hey-hey

The way this is goin', ain't no way of knowin'

If I'll make it till closin' time

Somebody better call 911

There's a five-alarm fire in here

It's about five foot four

And you can't put it out with an ice-cold beer

I'm lookin' at a heart attack lookin' right back at me

Through the smoke, good Lord

Somebody better call 911

'Cause if somebody don't

Don't know if I can take much more

Oh no

Can't take much more