What'll it be he asked,

What do you need tonight

Something cold to drown the fire, 

Something hot to stir one up

I'll make it simple I said,

Just two things I'll request

That bottle by your shoulder, 

And some quarters for these dollars



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Cause if you wanna make me happy

Pour me burban on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox

Songs of loving and leaving lying and cheating

Songs of hurting and crying and even songs of dying

If you wanna make me happy 

Pour me some bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox



A woman he ask, 

She left you I bet

I've seen that look that's in your eyes 

On a many other face

That's right I said, 

I deserved it I guess

But it still hurts me all alone

At night there by myself



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If you wanna make me happy 

Pour me some bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox