Walk on in any Friday night
Bout get blinded by the neon light
Booze and smoke fill up the room
Band on stage plays a brand new tune
You pop a squat on that ole barstool
You're sitting next to a heart broke fool
Bartender asks you son what'll it be
You tell him that it's been a long hard week
He pours you two shots of ole Jim Beam
You down 'em both and tell him make that three
You light up a smoke and you're ready to roll
Bout to dig yourself into a brand new hole
And man what a big sight to see
You gotta learn to cut loose and learn to be free
Anything that happens just let it be
It's all easy as one, two, three
And you got yourself a front row seat
Now you're feelin' no pain and you can't be beat
Been working all week now you got the right
There's two barflies about ready to fight
Bouncer jumps in, says you gotta go
Take your problems outside or go and hit the road
They start landing blows and throwing hands
Now everybody's in it, even the band
And man what a big sight to see
You gotta learn to cut loose and learn to be free
Anything that happens just let it be
It's all easy as one, two, three
And you got yourself a front row seat
Now you're feelin' no pain and you can't be beat