| She said I’m goin' out with my girlfriends margaritas at the Holiday Inn
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| And no have mercy my only thought was tequila makes her clothes fall off
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| I told her put an extra layer on
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| I know what happens when she drinks, Patron
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| Her closets missin' half the things she bought
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| Yeah tequila makes her clothes fall off
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| She’ll start by kickin' out of her shoes lose an earring in her drink
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| Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall drop a contact down the sink
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| Them pantyhose ain’t gonna last too long if the DJ puts Bon Jovi on
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| She might come home in a table cloth
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| Yeah tequila makes her clothes fall off
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| She can handle any champagne brunch
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| A Bridal shower with Bacardi punch
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| And jello shooters full of Smirnoff
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| Yeah tequila makes her clothes fall off
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| She’ll start by kickin' out of her shoes lose an earring in her drink
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| Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall drop a contact down the sink
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| She don’t mean nothin' she’s just having fun
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| Tomorrow she’ll say
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| Lord what have I done
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| Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost |
| Yeah tequila makes her clothes fall off
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| Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
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| Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off |