Saturday night, babe
I already know that story
I know that you started drinking
That's why you're calling again
Since a week ago you got my hopes up, and for what?
Don't drink that whiskey on the rocks
That you always end up calling me
I ask you, that if you're going out
Don't drink that whiskey on the rocks
That you always end up calling me
I ask you, that you don't make me suffer
Yeah, if you go out, don't overdo the alcohol
That it always makes you throw me a call
And last time you scored on me
You disappeared when the sun came up
Hand over the key and the phone, I'm asking you
I swear that it makes no sense
It hurts me what for you is fun
And I'm telling you for real
Don't go overboard with the Buchanan's
If you're gonna regret me tomorrow, tomorrow
Don't drink that whiskey on the rocks
That you always end up calling me
I ask you, babe, that if you're going out
Don't drink that whiskey on the rocks
Because again you're gonna lie to me
If you're drinking, don't call me