Beer In the Fridge Walker Hayes
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[Verse 1]
I ran into your mom at church
She said I've been praying for you
Guess now that you've moved on
She ain't mad at me no more
The magnolias on old Shell Road smell so bittersweet
Sometimes I still wanna get messed up
But you'd be proud of me
[Chorus]
There's a beer in the fridge, last of 12
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
In the back of the bottom shelf
It's gonna be there in the morning
Even though you won't
You're the reason I quit drinking
And the reason I wanna get drunk
[Verse 2]
I still look out for the cops when I'm driving around town
And I'm still not quite sure what to do with my hands in a crowd
There's a lot I can't remember and a lot I can't forget
One silver bullet in the chamber and I'm playing Russian Roulette
[Chorus]
With that beer in the fridge, last of 12
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
In the back of the bottom shelf
It's gonna be there in the morning
Even though you won't
You're the reason I quit drinking
And the reason I wanna get drunk
I ran into your mom at church
She said I've been praying for you
Guess now that you've moved on
She ain't mad at me no more
The magnolias on old Shell Road smell so bittersweet
Sometimes I still wanna get messed up
But you'd be proud of me
[Chorus]
There's a beer in the fridge, last of 12
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
In the back of the bottom shelf
It's gonna be there in the morning
Even though you won't
You're the reason I quit drinking
And the reason I wanna get drunk
[Verse 2]
I still look out for the cops when I'm driving around town
And I'm still not quite sure what to do with my hands in a crowd
There's a lot I can't remember and a lot I can't forget
One silver bullet in the chamber and I'm playing Russian Roulette
[Chorus]
With that beer in the fridge, last of 12
Sole survivor of my last all-nighter
In the back of the bottom shelf
It's gonna be there in the morning
Even though you won't
You're the reason I quit drinking
And the reason I wanna get drunk
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