More songs by Kashus Culpepper
Description
Drunk brawls are almost like karaoke after midnight: loud, heartfelt, and with consequences. You seem to love, but you're also ready to throw an ashtray at someone. Here, your nose is broken, there, your pride, but you're still drawn back to where it was once good - to the smoke, the noise, and that very street where you swore to be together even on the craziest nights. And tho the words spoken at the bottom of the bottle burn worse than the whiskey itself, a strange, stubborn warmth remains inside. What neither arguments, nor rumors, nor other people's names can erase - because true feelings aren't afraid of dirt or hangovers.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I didn't mean to call you crazy
But you busted my nose
And the bar got us banned
And as we're walking out of that door
Threw your middle finger at me
Never knew you'd be so damn mean
But when you get drunk, you like to say things you don't really mean
Like, "Why we doing this?"
What about them memories?
What about Bourbon Street
Where you said there'd be nights like these?
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words, they sting
But they still don't change what you mean to me
I ain't saying that you me need me
But baby, who's gon' hold your hair
And keep your shit together?
When you're stumbling everywhere?
That girl don't mean a thing to me
Should've never said her name
But baby, please, tell me you don't believe the things you hear
They just want something to say
Whoa
What about them memories?
What about Bourbon Street
Where you said there'd be nights like these?
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words, they sting
But they still don't change what you mean to me
You can lean on me, baby
In the back of the cab, looking out
Rest your head on my shoulder
While I think about
All of them memories
Out on Bourbon Street
Where you said there'd be nights like these
Like these, like these
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words, they sting
But they still don't change what you mean to me
They still don't change what you mean to me
Can't forget them memories
Cussing through wine-stained teeth
But they still don't change what you mean to me
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words still sting
They still don't change what you mean
Yeah, they still don't change what you mean to me