Ab
You go squeeze in your dress and go strap on your boots
  I'm gonna sharpen my nails and primp up real cute
  I'm gonna smoke up a storm and step into the night
  I'm getting ready to burn I'm getting ready to fly
         C#
  I said hey are you shhoting to kill
  C#
  Hey would I tell you a lie
     
         Ab
  We'll be slamming tequilas and popping hydrogen
  And lose the coils and the kinks that are wrecking my life
 
 Bb         B               C#
  Give me a drink don't be talking so much
          Ab
You're a pain in the butt
  Bb         B               C#
  How can I think when you puke up your guts
           Ab
  I'll be juiced on this stuff
 
          D#    F#   C#
We'll be wired all night
             D#   F#   C#
We hit the hiiiigh life
          D#      F#  C#
We'll be wired all night
             D#   F#   C#
We hit the hiiiigh life