On the Tequila - Alanis Morissette

Bring on the tequila, ohh-oh, oh On fire on tequila, ohh-oh, oh My friends and I meet hours before

We make some home-made pizza

We do some funny bits back and forth

My knees buckle, I laugh so hard

We might end three sheets to wind

And who knows where we’ll wind up?

All I know is there’s a car waiting

And we’ll figure that out after

I have to keep my eye on my old friend from high school

We’ve known each other for the longest time

She has trouble with her limits, so to speak

She can hoist a really good kick in the butt when she’s excited

She doesn’t do it so much any more

'Cause we’re all onto her

Bring on the tequila, ohh-oh, oh On fire on tequila ohh-oh, oh Mostest-most on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Bestest friends on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Then there’s my other pretty friend from high school

The predator in me is put to shame by the predator in her

And now I’ve reeled it in But it’ll be interesting to see how much she’s done as well

Then there’s my friend from Chicago

God, do I love all people from Chicago

All ready to light up the barbeque

And be harping on debauchery

Bring on the tequila, ohh-oh, oh On fire on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Mostest-most on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Bestest friends on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Tequila

Tequila

Tequila

Tequila

Tequila

Tequila

Then there’s my Canadian friend

What a fabulous mom she’s become

She’s been tortured in this sense

For the last many of months for obvious reasons

She was like, «Hey, where was this part of you

When I wasn’t pregnant?»

I laughed and I did a shot in her honor

As I conversed with her belly

Bring on the tequila, ohh-oh, oh On fire on tequila ohh-oh, oh Mostest-most on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Bestest friends on tequila ohh-oh, oh Then there’s my Cupid friend

She sure knows how to dress, that one

She’s a wise and worldly girl

But you gotta watch that medication

Her favorite beverage is taken to a whole other level on it

I’m not worried about her or I’ll coast around the room

While I trust she’ll temper

My brother came to visit me Now he’s used to hanging with me and cracking up But he had no idea about my built-up tolerance

No idea about how manipulative I’ve become

I would surreptitiously put it in front of him without him asking

In a pretty little shot glass

His smirk and cackle would only egg me on Bring on the tequila, ohh-oh, oh On fire on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Mostest-most on tequila, ohh-oh, oh Bestest friends on tequila ohh-oh, oh