1 Bourbon, 1 Scotch, 1 Beer Lyrics

George Thorogood

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Wanna tell you a story,About the house-man bluesI come home one Friday,Had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my jobShe said that don't confront me,Long as I get my money next FridayNow next Friday come I didn't get the rent,And out the door I wentSo I goes to the landlady,I said, "You let me slide?"I'll have the rent for you in a month.Next I don't knowSo said let me slide it on you know people,I notice when I come home in the eveningShe ain't got nothing nice to say to me,But for five year she was so niceLoh' she was lovy-dovy,I come home one particular eveningThe landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",I said, "No, can't find no job"Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rentShe said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job"Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner,Leaning up against a post"I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day"She said "That don't confront me,Long as I get my money next Friday"Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent,And out the door I wentSo I go down the streets,Down to my good friend's houseI said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"He said "Let me go and ask my wife"He come out of the house,I could see it in his faceI know that was noHe said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know"I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"So I go back homeI tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rentShe said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah"And then she was so nice,Loh' she was lovy-dovySo I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,I slip on out the back door and down the streets I goShe a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent,She ain't gonna get none of itSo I stop in the local bar you know people,I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartenderSaid "Look man, come down here", he got down thereSo what you want?One bourbon, one scotch, one beerWell I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and ginGonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,Need me a triple shot of that juiceGonna get drunk don't you have no fearI want one bourbon, one scotch and one beerOne bourbon, one scotch, one beerBut I'm sitting now at the bar,I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellowI'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beerLooked down the bar, here come the bartenderI said "Look man, come down here"So what you want?One bourbon, one scotch, one beerNo I ain't seen my baby since the night before last,Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassedGonna get high man I ain't had enough,Need me a triple shot of that stuffGonna get drunk won't you listen right here,I want one bourbon, one shot and one beerOne bourbon, one scotch, one beerNow by this time I'm plenty high,You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty highLooked down the bar I say to my bartenderI said "Look man, come down here", he got down thereSo what you want this time?I said "Look man, a-what time is it?"He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clockLast call for alcohol, so what you need?"One bourbon, one scotch, one beerNo I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week,Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speakGonna get high man listen to me,One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it threeI wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear,I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beerOne bourbon, one scotch, one beer




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