Alanis Morissette On The Tequila Lyrics

On The Tequila Lyrics

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 dance 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

'Cuz we're all on to her



Bring on the tequila, oh

On fire on tequila, oh

Mostest 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

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

Mostest 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 did a shot in her honor

As I conversed with her belly



Bring on the tequila, oh

On fire on tequila, oh

Mostest 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 it

Or 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 about how manipulative I've 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

Mostest most on tequila, oh

Bestest friends on tequila, oh