On The Tequila Lyrics - Alanis Morissette

Bring on the tequila, oh 

On fire on tequila, oh 

My friends and I meet hours before 

We make some home made pizza 

We do some funny bits back and forth 

My knees buckle I laugh so hard 

We might end three sheets to wind 

And who knows where we'll wind up 

All I know is there's a car waiting 

And we'll figure that out after 

I have to keep my eye 

On my old friend from high school 

We've known each other for the longest time 

She has trouble with her dance so to speak 

She can hoist a really good kick 

In the butt when she's excited 

She doesn't do it so much anymore 

'Cause we're all on to her 

Bring on the tequila, oh 

On fire on tequila, oh 

Mostest most on tequila, oh 

Bestest friends on tequila, oh 

Then there's my other pretty friend from high school 

The predator in me is put to shame by the predator in her 

And now I've reeled it in 

It'll be interesting to see how much she's done as well 

Then there's my friend from Chicago 

God do I love all people from Chicago 

All ready to light up the barbecue 

And be harping on debauchery 

Bring on the tequila, oh 

On fire on tequila, oh 

Mostest most on tequila, oh 

Bestest friends on tequila, oh 

Then there's my Canadian friend 

What a fabulous mom she's become 

She's been tortured in this sense 

For the last many of months for obvious reasons 

She was like "Hey, where was this part of you 

When I wasn't pregnant" 

I laughed and did a shot in her honor 

As I conversed with her belly 

Bring on the tequila, oh 

On fire on tequila, oh 

Mostest most on tequila, oh 

Bestest friends on tequila, oh 

Then there's my Cupid friend 

She sure knows how to dress that one 

She's a wise and worldly girl 

But you gotta watch that medication 

My favorite beverage is taken 

To a whole other level on it 

I'm not worried about it 

Or I'll coast around the room 

While I trust she'll temper 

My brother came to visit me 

And now he's used to hanging with me and cracking up 

But he had no idea about my built up tolerance 

No idea about how manipulative I've become 

I would surreptitiously put it in front of him 

Without him asking 

In a pretty little shot glass 

His smirk and cackle would only egg me on 

Bring on the tequila, oh 

On fire on tequila, oh 

Mostest most on tequila, oh 

Bestest friends on tequila, oh