Up Yours

There's a big detour down third street So I had to drive up yours And I flipped your house a bird Squealed the tires and honked the horn Met my buddies at some new joint Where I've never drank before This place ain't up my alley nah But girl it's right up yours Of all the songs the band can play There they go crankin' up yours Ran into your friend old what's her name And she keeps bringing up yours Let it rain I pour Y'ain't mine no more I thought whisky's 'sposed to drown a memory But it just keeps on stirring up yours I know you ain't got a tab in here But if ya did I'd run up yours I probably shoulda stayed at home With a cold six pack of Coors 'Cause the more I drink the more I think About what I'm drinking for Yeah I'm just trying to keep my phone From calling up yours Of all the songs the band can play There they go crankin' up yours Ran into your friend old what's her name And she keeps bringing up yours Let it rain I pour Y'ain't mine no more I thought whisky's 'sposed to drown a memory But it just keeps on stirring up yours These days you're messing up all my nights I wonder if I'm messing up yours These days you're messing up all my nights I hope I'm messing up yours Of all the songs the band can play There they go crankin' up yours Ran into your friend old what's her name And she keeps bringing up yours Let it rain I pour Y'ain't mine no more I thought whisky's 'sposed to drown a memory But it just keeps on stirring up yours I hope I'm messing up yours Up yours