What Could Possibly Go Wrong - The BossHoss

Worked away, I worked night and day

To keep that gal in shoes

I came home too soon, looked in our room

And got hit with real bad news, I tell ya

She played me really bad news, I tell ya

Threw me right on the street

I left everything, except my 6-string

And a hope it’s my friend I’ll meet

Well, I took my 6-string and a bottle of scotch

'Cause my gal done the same

I made my way straight into my favorite bar

'Cause I’m free now to play the game

I sat right down, my pain to drown

With whiskey and a couple of beers

I looked around, 'cause I heard your sound

It’s my friend who’s standing right here

Let’s grab that beer, let’s shoot that pool

I ain’t done it for so long

Let’s hit the club, let’s play it cool

What could possibly go wrong?

I got nothing elste to lose my friend

Nothing but a song

I got nothing but my 6-string and my friend

So what could possibly go wrong?

The hours passed and the drinks were fast

The whiskey and the rye

The tunes were on, they played our favorite songs

And then she caught my eye

I went right there and kissed her hair

And picked me up a slap

But one smile more, one half broke jaw

And she was on my lap

We got nothing else to lose my friend

Nothing but a song

We got nothing but our 6-strings and a friend

What could possibly go wrong?

God smiled on us, she ain’t alone

Her friend is looking fine

She floated over straight to my side

And offered me her time

I can’t say no to such a gal

'Cause she looked so hot to me (Oh yes)

Well I leaned right in, then she slapped my chin

But then made it up to me

We got nothing else to lose my friend

Nothing but a song

We got nothing but our 6-strings my friend

So what could possibly go wrong?

Well it looked like the night would end up all right

But lemme tell you, you never can tell

Two fellas swaggered in right out of the shade

And they started to rain on our parade

A shitload of money they spent

And out the door they went

With the gals by their hands, destroying our plans

Drove off the bar with a shiny car

But who cares I’m still here with my friend, oh yeah — so

Let’s grab that beer, let’s shoot that pool

I ain’t done it for so long

Let’s hit the club, let’s play it cool

What could possibly go wrong?

I got nothing elste to lose my friend

Nothing but a song

I got nothing but my 6-string and my friend

So what could possibly go wrong?