text: Oh tequila I turn to you like a long lost friend
  I want to kiss my Mexican cousin once again
  We’ll cover every emotion from happiness to sorrow
  And the conversations I forget you’ll tell me about tomorrow
  When the phone calls start, am I in bed or in a hearse?
  The things you tell me about myself can’t make me feel any worse
  Well I’m awful sorry you got pissed
  Just have to cross you off the list
  Of my true friends…
  And tequila’s where that starts and where it ends