Tequila is your sunrise
And so you’re drinking again Talking about what you drank last time And how funny it was when you had to be carried outside By friends you hardly know Oh, well, is that all you’ve got? Do you pour your life in a glass? That is so little That is so small Tequila is your sunrise Daiquiri is your strawberry fields And you lose all your Hemingway Giggling like cheap champagne How boring - I party with Jay Gatsby Walking barefoot through all your broken glasses Head up high Thinking you under the table Any Time // LIS















