Point Two Three

[Verso 1]
 
            G 
Well, I'm drinking on an empty stomach 
G 
I don't even think I want it 
  G                     D 
What the hell am I gonna do? 
 G 
Laying there up in my hammock 
  G 
Drinking beers, I can barely stand it 
 C                  D               G 
Now I'm off to the Cook Out drive-thru 
 


[Refrão]
 
                C               G 
To the drive-thru, I wanted to-go 
    Em      D      C 
But how was I to know 
               C                 G 
Them boys in blue are waiting on me 
          G                       D           G 
Now I'm standing in line blowing point two three 

Instrumental 

G G D 
G   C D G 
C G Em D C 
C G D G 


[Verso 2]
 
 G 
Now they got me in the seat 
 G 
Went and put handcuffs on me 
 G                          F 
Didn't even let me keep my food 
 G 
Aye, a lesson was taught to me 
G 
Empty on a day of drinking 
 C                       D       G 
Better not drive to the town up road 
 


[Refrão]
 
                C               G 
To the drive-thru, I wanted to-go 
    Em      D      C 
But how was I to know 
               C                 G 
Them boys in blue are waiting on me 
          G                       D           G 
Now I'm standing in line blowing point two three  

Instrumental 

G G D 
G   C D G 
C G Em D C 
C G D G 
 

[Verso 3]
 
 G 
Now they got me at the station 
G 
Officer, he got one question 
 G                      D 
Was that beer at least nice? 
          G 
I said, "Well that all depends 
     G 
How much it is you'd like to spend 
        C              D           G 
'Cause all I had was shitty Busch Ice" 
 


[Refrão]
 
                C               G 
To the drive-thru, I wanted to-go 
    Em      D      C 
But how was I to know 
               C                 G 
Them boys in blue are waiting on me 
          G                       D           C 
Now I'm standing in line blowing point two three 
 G                              D    G  C G 
Now I know to never fuck with Boone PD