Hey bartender pour me another one
Cause I don't think that I've had enough
Make it a bourbon make it a double one
You can see that I'm still standing up
Whiskey and women well they fool me every time
Into thinking I'm the hero I have pictured in my mind
So tell me a secret to get me through the night
Or just turn up the jukebox and tell me a lie
Where am I this evening No I don't mean what bar
I mean what city and in what state am I
Honey are you leaving? and do you have a car?
And could you take me along for the ride?
You see a woman like you well you could enter in my life
And let me be the lover I have pictured in my mind
So tell me a secret to get me through the night
Or just turn up the jukebox and tell me a lie
Here's a quarter why don't I play us a song
B-33 I believe is George Jones
I believe its a slow one in 3/4 time
So lets turn up the jukebox and tell me a lie
Hey bartender did she say where she was going?
I must have dozed off for awhile
Are these my cigarettes and who much do I owe?
I guess I'll see you again tomorrow night
And do you think she'd mind it if I called her up sometime
I might be the reason she's been searching her whole life
So tell me a secret to get me through the night
Or just turn up the jukebox and tell me a lie
Why don'tcha turn up the jukebox and tell me a lie
Turn up the jukebox and tell me a lie
Paul: "Now, I know I'm a sensitive guy but when I sang the line 'I might be the reason she's been searching her whole life' somebody over here went AH-HEH AH-HEH... it coulda happened!"