The Last Shot

Last shot sure killed me pour another drink Let's drink to the last shot and the blood on the dishes in the sink Blood inside the coffee cup blood on the table top But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish that you knew it was your last shot When you quit, you quit, but you always wish that you knew it was your last shot I shot blood at the fly on the wall my heart almost stopped hardly there at all I broke the mirror with my fall, with my - - Fall-fall-fall fall-fall-fall Gimme a double, give yourself one two gimme a short beer, one for you too And a toast to everything that doesn't move that doesn't move But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish that you knew it was your last shot When you quit, you quit, but you always wish that you knew it was your last shot Whiskey, bourbon, vodka and scotch I don't care what it is you've got I just want to know that it's my last shot My last shot I remember when I quit pretty good see this here, this is where I chipped my tooth Shot of vein in my neck and I coughed up a Quaalude On my last shot my last shot Here's a toast to all that's good and here's a toast to hate And here's a toast to toasting and I'm not boasting When I say I'm getting straight when I say I'm getting straight But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish that you knew it was your last shot When you quit, you quit, but you always wish that you knew it was your last shot