Alanis Morissette

Alanis Morissette - On The Tequila lyrics

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Bring on the Tequila oh 

On fire on Tequila oh 



My friends and I meet hours before 

We make some home made pizza 

We do some funny bits back and forth 

My knees buckle I laugh so hard 



We might end three sheets to wind 

And who knows where we'll wind up 

All I know is there's a car waiting 

And we'll figure that out after 



I have to keep my eye on my old friend from high school 

We've known each other for the longest time 

She has trouble with her dance so to speak 

She can hoist a really good kick in the butt when she's excited 

She doesn't do it so much anymore 

'Cuz we're all on to her 



Bring on the Tequila oh 

On fire on Tequila oh 

Mostest most on Tequila oh 

Bestest friends on Tequila oh 



Then there's my other pretty friend from high school 

The predator in me is put to shame by the predator in her 

and now i've reeled it in 

It'll be interesting to see how much she's done as well 



Then there's my friend from Chigago 

God do I love all people from Chicago 

All ready to light up the barbeque 

And be harping on debauchery 



Bring on the Tequila oh 

On fire on Tequila oh 

Mostest most on Tequila oh 

Bestest friends on Tequila oh 



Then there's my Canadian friend 

What a fabulous mom she's become 

She's been tortured in this sense 

for the last many of months for obvious reasons 



She was like "hey where was this part of you when I wasn't pregnant" 

I laughed and did a shot in her honor 

As I conversed with her belly 



Bring on the Tequila oh 

On fire on Tequila oh 

Mostest most on Tequila oh 

Bestest friends on Tequila oh 



Then there's my Cupid friend 

She sure knows how to dress that one 

She's a wise and worldly girl 

But you gotta watch that medication 



My favorite beverage is taken to a whole other level on it 

I'm not worried about it or I'll coast around the room 

While I trust she'll temper 



My brother came to visit me 

And now he's used to hanging with me and cracking up 

But he had no idea about my built up tolerance 

No idea about how manipulative I've become 

I would seruptitiously put it in front of him without him asking 

In a pretty little shot glass 

His smirk and cackle would only agg me on 



Bring on the Tequila oh 

On fire on Tequila oh 

Mostest most on Tequila oh 

Bestest friends on Tequila oh


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Language: English

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