Lyrics

You're gonna be the one that makes me bitter.
You're gonna be the one that's ice cold.
You're gonna drive me to hit the heavy liquor,
With Johnny, Jack, Jim, and our Captain's Gold.

I am gonna add an extra little kicker
That's gonna leave you madder than a bull
I am gonna make you never sicker
Can you say I ever made it dull?

But you're not gonna burn me, you're not gonna break me down. ...no
You wanna fight with me?
We'll be the talk of the town.

I am gonna fight harder than a bear,
Cause you're gonna bite and it ain't fair.
You can call me names and grab me by the hair,
Cause I'm gonna drink like I don't care.

And you're not gonna burn me.
You're not gonna break me down. ...no
You wanna fight with me?
We'll be the talk of the town.

I say you're not gonna burn me.
You're not gonna break me down. ...no
You wanna fight with me?
We'll be the talk of the town.

I say you're not gonna burn me.
You're not gonna break me down. ...no