Kyle Park - Smoke and beers

^EAl^Bri^Egh^At [Verse 1] Swingin' ^Edoors and neon ^Bsigns Hardwood ^Efloors and old pick up ^Alines Cheap well ^Edrinks and tight blue jeans Got me ^Bthinkin' crazy things But I ^Aknow that it's never how it ^Bseems

Where ^Aevery girl looks pretty and they ^Eall think I can dance And even ^Athough my game is lame, som^Eehow I stand a ^Bchance Yeah ^Elivin' in this honky tonk, the real world dis^Aappears But ^Ewhen I sober up, I know it's ^Ball just smoke and ^Ebeers ^B

High heeled ^Eshoes and low cut ^Bshirts and too much ^EPerfume on a barstool ^Aflirt Clipped on ^Ehair and caked on eyes Her ^BFriday night disguise But in ^Atime I might just real^Bize

That when ^Aevery girl looks pretty and they ^Eall think I can dance I'm ^A10 deep at the bar and there's ^Eno way I stand a ^Bchance Yeah ^Elivin' in this honky tonk, the real world dis^Aappears But ^Ewhen I sober up, I know it's ^Ball just smoke and ^Ebeers

When I'm ^Afeelin' strong as whiskey and those ^Ego home lights come on And I ^Athink she's comin' with me, but that ^Ewoman is long g^Bone Yeah ^Elivin' in this honky tonk, the real world dis^Aappears And ^Ewhen I sober up, I know it's ^Ball just smoke and ^Ebeers

And if ^EI wake up still kinda drunk, sayin', "How did I get ^Ahere?" Y'^Eall it's ^Ball just smoke and ^Ebeers