Staring down a bottle

Feeling kinda mean

Itchin' for some trouble

Tryin' to keep it clean

Wound up so tight

Poundin' like a drum

Put up a good fight

I've been never known to run

One shot too many

Two for the road

I'm ready for action

I'm ready too far gone

Weavin' down the highway

Cross the double yellow line

Never saw 'em comin'

Never saw a sign

Smell of burnin' rubber

Screamin' to the right

On the straight of center

But I got lucky all night

One shot too many

Two for the road

I'm way in the outskirts and

I'm ready too far gone

One shot too many

Two for the road

I'm way in the outskirts and