Why Ya Gotta Go Out Like That

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I was drinkin' whiskey, you was drinkin' red
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Drinkin' like that, you know how the night'll end
G                 C
Screen door slam, brown eyed stare
G                   D
Boots hit the porch, middle finger in the air
       G              C                G
Go and ring the bell, aw, it's on again
D
Here we go

G               C
Why ya gotta go out like that?
G                D
Breakin' bottles, callin' cabs
     G                 C
Them four letter words on the tip of your tongue
G                   D
Flying like bullets from a lipstick gun
         G                      C
Well, we should have just kicked back and rode the buzz
G                    D
Drinkin' all the way till the sun came up
G                  C
Make a little love when we hit the sack
      G               D
Baby, why ya gotta go out like that?
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        G                C                           G D
Now I'm sittin' out here just smokin' on a cigarette
                 G                       C                                  G D
Thinkin' there's maybe, baby, somethin' that I coulda, woulda, shoulda said
             G                 C
To stop that screen door slam, brown eyed stare
G                    D
Boots hit the porch, middle finger in the air

G               C
Why ya gotta go out like that?
G                D
Breakin' bottles, callin' cabs
     G                 C
Them four letter words on the tip of your tongue
G                   D
Flying like bullets from a lipstick gun
         G                      C
Well, we should have just kicked back and rode the buzz
G                    D
Drinkin' all the way till the sun came up
G                  C
Make a little love when we hit the sack
      G               D
Baby, why ya gotta go out like that?

G C
G D
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G               C
Why ya gotta go out like that?
G                D
Breakin' bottles, callin' cabs
     G                 C
Them four letter words on the tip of your tongue
G                   D
Flying like bullets from a lipstick gun
         G                      C
Well, we should have just kicked back and rode the buzz
G                    D
Drinkin' all the way till the sun came up
G                  C
Make a little love when we hit the sack
      G               D
Baby, why ya gotta go out like that?

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