Alanis Morissette - On the Tequila

Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh

My friends and I meet hours before
We make some home made pizza
We do some funny bits back and forth
My knees buckle I laugh so hard

We might end three sheets to wind
And who knows where we'll wind up
All I know is there's a car waiting
And we'll figure that out after

I have to keep my eye on my old friend
From high school
We've known each other for the longest time
She has trouble with her limits, so to speak

She can hoist a really good kick
In the butt when she's excited
She doesn't do it so much anymore
'Cause we're all on to her

Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh
Hostess most on tequila, oh
Bestest friends on tequila, oh

Then there's my other pretty friend from high school
The predator in me is put to shame by the predator in her
And now I've reeled it in
But it'll be interesting to see how much she's done as well

Then there's my friend from Chicago
God, do I love all people from Chicago
All ready to light up the barbecue
And be harping on debauchery

Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh
Hostess most on tequila, oh
Bestest friends on tequila, oh

Then there's my Canadian friend
What a fabulous mom she's become
She's been tortured in this sense
For the last many of months for obvious reasons

She was like, "hey, where was this part of you
When I wasn't pregnant"
I laughed and I did a shot in her honor
As I conversed with her belly

Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh
Hostess most on tequila, oh
Bestest friends on tequila, oh

Then there's my Cupid friend
She sure knows how to dress, that one
She's a wise and worldly girl
But you gotta watch that medication

My favorite beverage is taken
To a whole other level on it
I'm not worried about her
I'll coast around the room
While I trust she'll temper

My brother came to visit me
And now he's used to hanging with me and cracking up
But he had no idea about my built up tolerance
No idea how manipulative I'd become

I would surreptitiously put it in front of him
Without him asking
In a pretty little shot glass
His smirk and cackle would only egg me on

Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh
Hostess most on tequila, oh
Bestest friends on tequila, oh

Written by:
Alanis Morissette, Guy Sigsworth

Publisher:
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Universal Music Publishing Group

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