She left me standin' on a porch down in Georgia Had me beggin', yellin', "Baby, don't leave!" She had her middle finger wavin' out the window Like she didn't give a damn about me I'd-a been better off But she took the dog And left me with nothin' to do But head down to the bar And get a head start On healin' these heartbreak blues I need a long-neck bottle, I need a jukebox song I need a neon angel to kick-start my movin' on When they turn them go-home lights on, I swear they're gonna know my name I'm 'bout to drink myself into the alcohol of fame Hey, right around last call They'll hang my picture on the wall I'll give 'em all a barstool speech I'll thank Jim and Jack For havin' my back And her for walkin' out on me I need a long-neck bottle, I need a jukebox song I need a neon angel to kick-start my movin' on When they turn them go-home lights on, I swear they're gonna know my name I'm 'bout to drink myself into the alcohol of fame Well, I can see a statue of me in that parkin' lot Smokin' a cigarette and twistin' off a top I need a long-neck bottle, I need a jukebox song I need a neon angel to kick-start my movin' on When they turn them go-home lights on, I swear they're gonna know my name I'm 'bout to drink myself into the alcohol of fame Yeah, I'll take all the credit And she'll take all the blame And I'm 'bout to drink myself into the alcohol of fame I'm 'bout to drink myself into the alcohol of fame