"Work To Do" lyrics

Eight hours a day
Five days a week
Name on my shirt
Dead on my feet
Cash in my check
Hit up the bar
Drink by myself
Wonder where you are

Yeah tonight this bottle better roll up its sleeves
Cause neither one of us is gonna get any sleep
I'm on the rocks
So he's on the clock
Until the job gets through
When the weekend rolls around I get to missing you
So this whiskey's got some work to do

Ice in a glass
Two finger pour
Drowning what hurts till it don't no more
No making up
No second chance
This drink's gonna have a fight on his hands

Yeah tonight this bottle better roll up its sleeves
Cause neither one of us is gonna get any sleep
I'm on the rocks
So he's on the clock
Until the job gets through
When the weekend rolls around I get to missing you
So this whiskey's got some work to do

Beer and tequila just don't do the trick
But baby your memory don't ever quit

So tonight this bottle better roll up its sleeves
Cause neither one of us is gonna get any sleep
I'm on the rocks
So he's on the clock
Until the job gets through
When the weekend rolls around I get to missing you
So this whiskey's got some work to do
Yeah this whiskey's got some work to do