CC Waterback, and one tequilla sunrise One's for my aching head, the other's for my bloodshot eyes Last night I let it all hang out, I guess that's how my head got sore CC Waterback, I can't stand the pain no more Last night we got invited to a party at the Jones' place For fun and games and booze and things I guess I must drunk a case But that lady of mine, she drank warm red wine til she couldn't even find the door She wound up on old Jones' bed and I wound up on the floor Hag, I gave you: Chorus Trumpet Solo Chorus