The last shot should have killed me
Pour another drink
Let's drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot

When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot

I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped, hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall
With my fall, fall, fall
Fall, fall, fall

Give me a double, give yourself one too
Give me a short beer an' one for you too
And a toast to everything that doesn't move
That doesn't move

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot

When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot

Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, scotch
I don't care what it is you've got
I just want to know that it's my last shot
My last shot

I remember when I quit pretty good
See, this is where I chipped my tooth
Shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a Quaalude
On my last shot, my last shot

Here's a toast to all that's good
And here's a toast to hate
And here's a toast to toasting and I'm not boasting
When I say I'm getting straight
When I say I'm getting straight

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot