Whatcha Think Is Gonna Happen? Lyrics

She said, "Why, why do you love that whiskey?
When all it does is get you in trouble
Can′t you keep it on the shelf?
And why, why do you love them long nights
Of breakin' hearts in them smoky bars?
Can′t you wake up by yourself?"

Well, it ain't all that complicated
I just can't turn down temptation

Give a boy a red rider and a yard full of birds
A souped-up truck and a road full of curves
A town full of bars and a run-down church
Tell me what you think is gonna happen

When you mix all that with a handle of Jim Beam?
Let ′em loose with a song and a six-string
Long line of sinners runnin′ wild in his bloodstream
What you think is gonna happen to me?

She said, "Don't, don′t you get tired of the rumors?
The lies and truth mixed all together
Can't tell ′em apart no more
There ain't no winners in the game you′re playin'
Don't you give a damn ′bout your reputation?
Why you keep puttin′ yourself in these situations?"

Give a boy a red rider and a yard full of birds
A souped-up truck and a road full of curves
A town full of bars and a run-down church
Tell me what you think is gonna happen

When you mix all that with a handle of Jim Beam?
Let 'em loose with a song and a six-string
Long line of sinners runnin′ wild in his bloodstream
What you think is gonna happen to me?

Give a boy a red rider and a yard full of birds
A souped-up truck and a road full of curves
A town full of bars and a run-down church
Tell me what you think is gonna happen

When you mix all that with a handle of Jim Beam?
Let 'em loose with a song and a six-string
Long line of sinners runnin′ wild in his bloodstream
What you think is gonna happen to me?

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