Lyrics Drake White – Waitin’ On The Whiskey To Work

I don’t smoke but I bought some cigarettes
Might as well, I mean what the heck
One thing or another’s bound to kill me
Neon smoke rings and pool balls click

Well I’m just waitin’ on the whiskey to work
Got some money in my shirt
And I’ll stay here all night long if I have to
Oh, I’m just waitin’ on the band to start
To play a little tune for a busted up heart
A little something to numb this world of hurt
Waitin’ on the whiskey to work

Feels like home bellied up here
It’s as good a place as any to disappear
Even if she wanted, she could not find me
Hours turn to days and days into weeks
They know my name, they know what I drink
When I drink too much, they sure don’t mind me

Oh, I’m just waitin’ on the whiskey to work
Got some money in the pocket of my cowboy shirt
And I’ll stay here all night long if I have to
Oh, I’m just waitin’ on the band to start
To play a little tune for a busted up heart
A little something to numb this world of hurt
Waitin’ on the whiskey to work

Oh, I’m just waitin’ on the whiskey to work
Got some money in the pocket of my shirt
And I’ll stay here all night long if I have to
Well I’m just waitin’ on the band to start

Waitin’ on the whiskey to work