You got ninety nine problems
I got eighty proof
Mixed in seven different drink to forget about you

And that's what I'm gonna do
It only took six months and five whole weeks
I swear to god forty ounces never felt so free

So free of your memory

'Cause it's three strikes

You're out
In this two player game
And girl I think we're one in the same

If you could just drop you problems at the bottom of this bottle
I would drink you all the time
I know it's hard to swallow

But it feels alright yah
But you'd rather be a (*##$ to me
So you keep your problems

I'll keep the whiskey

I've got a big

Hunch that you don't give a %#@!
And I've been kicking myself for not realizing it
But all that's over now

'Cause I got my good friends Jack and Jim
And they don't got a singly problem with the way that I am
And they're dying to hear me out


'Cause it's three strikes
You're out

In this two player game
And girl you know I've won either way
If you could just

Drop you're problems at the bottom of this bottle
I would drink you all the time
I know it's hard to swallow

But it feels alright yah
But you'd rather be a (*##$ to me
So you keep your problems

I'll keep the whiskey

You keep your problems

I'll keep the whiskey
You keep your problems
I'll keep the whiskey

AW AW AW AW AW

If you could just drop your problems at the bottom of this bottle

I would drink you all the time
I know it's hard to swallow
But it feels alright yah


Drop your problems at the bottom of the bottle
I would drink you all the time

I know it's hard to swallow
But it feels alright yah
But you'd rather be a (*##$ to me

But you'd rather be a (*##$ to me
So you keep your problems I'll keep the whiskey


So you keep your problems
I'll keep the whiskey