Whiskey Costs Money Lyrics - Servin' It Up! - Blue Plate Specials

My buddies called up about 9 o'clock 

Said, "Let's go out, man...there's a party down the block 

We'll do the boogaloo, do the jump and do the twirl 

And we ain't coming home till we find you a girl. 

But I know I'm never gonna find romance 

As long as Whiskey costs money and I can't dance. 

I sit home at night just watching the tube 

I cot no cash, my feet won't move 

I've got to get some money, got to learn how to spin 

I've got do do something 'bout the shape I'm in 

But I know I'm never gonna find romance 

As long as Whiskey costs money and I can't dance. 

I read a couple books about how to make a buck 

I tried like hell but I didn't have no luck 

I tried to learn to dance by watching James Brown 

But my feet got tangled and I landed on the ground 

But I know I'm never gonna find romance 

As long as Whiskey costs money and I can't dance. 

I'm just sitting here in this hole I dug 

While my friends are out drinking and cutting a rug 

I've got to do something just as fast as I can 

Or I'm gonna die a lonely old man 

But I know I'm never gonna find romance 

As long as Whiskey costs money and I can't dance.