Beer Made Me Do It (And I’d Do It Again)
Alex Wilson
Description
A rowdy, good-time anthem about the unpredictable and often hilarious consequences of letting loose with a few too many beers. Blending modern country sensibilities with classic honky-tonk swagger, this song celebrates the freedom of a Friday night and the memories, however hazy, that are made in the process. Think early '90s Alan Jackson meets a modern Jason Aldean vibe.
Lyrics
Two-for-one Tuesday, neon burnin’ bright Jukebox hummin’ somethin’ wrong and right Buddy hollered “Double,” I said, “Make it three” Next thing I knew, the dancefloor swallowed me There was a blonde with a dare in her eye Said “Bet you won’t kiss me,” I said, “Let’s try” She smelled like peaches and cheap perfume Suddenly this dive bar felt like a honeymoon Beer made me do it, and I’d do it again Ripped my shirt on the mic stand, danced like the wind Kissed a stranger, spilled my sin Yeah, beer made me do it… and I’d do it again Bartender’s laughin’—guess I sang too loud Said I tipped her with a scratch-off, called her proud Lost my boots but I kept my pride And a number on a napkin with a lipstick smile beside Some regrets taste like rye on your tongue But this one? Nah, that was just fun Beer made me do it, and I’d do it again Ripped my shirt on the mic stand, danced like the wind Kissed a stranger, sinned with a grin Yeah, beer made me do it… and I’d do it again (Bridge) The bouncer shook his head and said, "You're cut off, son!" Guess my two-steppin' days were done. But the night was young, and I felt so free, Blame it on the beer, don't blame it on me. Some folks blame the devil, some blame the moon I just raise a can and toast my ruin Beer made me do it, and I’d do it again Tattooed her name with a bar pen Made some memories I won’t defend But beer made me do it… and I’d do it again Yeah, beer made me do it… and I’d do it again