And ruined your black tie affair.
I was the last one you′d thought you'd see there.
When I took his glass of champagne.
"Honey, we may be through,
But you′ll never hear me complain."
'Cause I got friends in low places,
And the beer chases my blues away.
I′m not big on social graces.
Think I′ll slip on down to the
I'll just say goodnight and
So give me an hour and then,
Ivory tower you're living in.
I′m not big on social graces.
Think I'll slip on down to the
I got friends in low places,
I'm not big on social graces.
Think I′ll slip on down to the
I got friends in low places,
And the beer chases my blues away.