Lyrics by Steve Smith & Scott Thatcher
Music by Steve Smith
Lyrics
Well it's half past-nine on a Saturday night
We're going out tonight, we're gonna feel alright
Straight to the bar, whiskey is the choice
Then to the dance floor to make some noise
Well it's half-past ten and we're feeling a buzz
Dancing underneath the lights above
Return to the bar, whiskey is the choice
Then to the dance floor to make some noise
Got in a fight, now you're chucked out of the bar
Find yourself in the back of a police car
The only thing you remember was how much fun that you had
Only on those whiskey nights
Now it's gone midnight and you've lost your sight
Drank too much and you're high as a kite
Back to the bar, whiskey is the choice
Then to the dance floor to make some noise
Got in a fight, now you're chucked out of the bar
Find yourself in the back of a police car
The only thing you remember was how much fun that you had
Only on those whiskey nights
Walked in the club feeling at your prime
Drinking until you feel sublime
I drink my coke with whiskey and lime
Party until it's closing time
Walked in the club feeling at your prime
But now you're feeling nowhere near fine
Now you're passed out in a river of slime
You're off your ass, it's Whiskey Knights time
Got in a fight, now you're chucked out of the bar
Find yourself in the back of a police car
Only thing you remember was how much fun you had
Only on those whiskey...
Only on those whiskey...
Only on those whiskey nights