THE DOCTOR SAID THAT I SHOULD QUIT DRINKING
I'M A LITTLE OVER WEIGHT AND MY LIVER'S SLOWLY SHRINKING
HE SAID SON YOU ONLY GOT TWO CHOICES BETTER MAKE
YOUR MIND UP QUICK

THE BOTTLE OR THE BUCKET WHICH ONE YOU GONNA KICK
I SILENTLY SAT THINKING FOR A WHILE
THOUGHTS RAN THROUGH MY MIND A MILLION MILES AN HOUR
THE CHOICE TO LIVE OR DIE WAS AN EASY ONE TO MAKE
BUT LIVING SOBER WITH HER MEMORY I'M NOT SURE I CAN
TAKE

IF I KICK THE BOTTLE I'LL HAVE TO FACE THE TRUTH
THAT SHE NO LONGER LOVES ME LIKE SHE USE TO
IF I KICK THE BUCKET I CAN MAKE HER MEMORY HIDE
UNDERNEATH A 90 PROOF DISGUISE

SOLO

IF I KICK THE BOTTLE I'LL HAVE TO FACE THE TRUTH
THAT SHE NO LONGER LOVES ME LIKE SHE USE TO
IF I KICK THE BUCKET I CAN MAKE HER MEMORY HIDE
UNDERNEATH A 90 PROOF DISGUISE

THE BOTTLE OR THE BUCKET I'M STILL MAKING UP MY MIND