Jesse Cofty - Spirit Lyrics

Supposed to be a radio silent Friday night cause you worked like a dog all week
Supposed to be your Redwings off Braves game on catching up on some sleep
But all of a sudden a night all alone
Turned into texting everyone in your phone
And that little voice in your head is saying just to have one
That's the spirit
Thank the good Lord
That's tequila knocking on your front door
That's the spirit
Halleujah
That's the whiskey whispering to ya
Yeah those bottles downtown want you to go out
They're calling can you hear it?
That's the spirit
It's that hand on your back pushing you to ask that Alabama queen for her number
It'll pull you on stage have you singing way off key to one hit wonder
Whoa when you're down it'll pick you up
Say one more when you've had enough
That's the spirit
Thank the good Lord
That's tequila knocking on your front door
That's the spirit
Halleujah
That's the whiskey whispering to ya
Yeah those bottles downtown want you to go out
They're calling can you hear it?
That's the spirit
That's the spirit
That's the spirit
Thank the good Lord
That's tequila knocking on your front door
That's the spirit
Hallelujah
That's the spirit
Thank the good Lord
That's tequila knocking on your front door
That's the spirit
Halleujah
That's the whiskey whispering to ya
Yeah those bottles downtown want you to go out
They're calling can you hear it?
That's the spirit
The spirit
That's the spirit