Lyrics:

A thirty-rack oughta fix me up just right
Find me knocking on Sixth Street's door
No, it can't be wrong if it feels right
The feeling right's what I came here for
Ain't even gotta tell 'em what to pour
Yeah, Momma raised a winner, but I'm drinking my dinner
For the fifth night in a row
And yeah, I know she tried, but I do what I like
And some things she don't need to know
Said, "I could be a doctor, man on the moon"
But still got a ways to go
Yeah, Momma raised a winner, but I'm drinking my dinner
For the fifth night in a row
Sunrise next to someone I don't recognize
Something thumping in the back of my head
Half-full can sitting on the nightstand
Can't pass up breakfast in bed
Momma raised a winner, but I'm drinking my dinner
For the fifth night in a row
And yeah, I know she tried, but I do what I like
And some things she don't need to know
Said, "I could be a doctor, man on the moon"
But still got a ways to go
Yeah, Momma raised a winner, but I'm drinking my dinner
For the fifth night in a row
Ain't a bad habit, just a streak I'm on
It ain't a problem if I make it back home
Yeah, Momma raised a winner, but my wallet's gotten thinner
Since I went out on my own
And yeah, I know she tried, but I do what I like
And some things she don't need to know
Said, "I could be a doctor, man on the moon"
But still got a ways to go
Yeah, Momma raised a winner, but I'm drinking my dinner
For the fifth night in a row
Yeah, Momma raised a winner, but I'm drinking my dinner
For the fifth night in a row