[Verse 1] My brother took my truck and brought it back on E, My buddy drank the beer I’d been saving since last week. My girl stole my favorite shirt and cut the sleeves clean off, I just shook my head and laughed it off. I’ve got a reputation for letting things slide, But there’s one little rule that I live by. See, I flip one upside down every time I buy a pack, And if you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave that bastard like that. [Pre-Chorus 1] I ain’t asking for much, just a little respect, There’s eleven kinds of trouble I ain’t started yet. You can test my patience, you can push your luck, But there’s one damn thing you better not touch. [Chorus] You can drink my last beer, you can borrow my truck, You can run your mouth, I won’t give a fuck. You can eat my dinner, leave me hungry and broke, But there’s one damn cigarette you better not smoke. I flipped it upside down, so leave the damn thing be, That last one’s got a little bit of luck reserved for me. I’ve forgiven worse, but buddy, trust me, Don’t smoke my lucky. [Verse 2] My cousin crashed here Friday, stayed until Tuesday night, Ate everything but the ketchup, left the porch light burning bright. My neighbor borrowed twenty, swore he’d pay me back by noon, That was sometime back in April, now we’re halfway through June. I can overlook a whole lot, I’ve been known to let things go, But I caught my buddy reaching for my pack a week ago. He said, “Man, it’s just a cigarette,” and I said, “That’s where you’re wrong,” “Put my goddamn lucky back where it belongs!” [Pre-Chorus 2] I shouldn’t have to spell it out to a grown-ass man, You don’t go picking favorites from another fella’s pack. There’s plenty more to choose from, so tell me what you lack, Now put that son of a bitch right back where it was at. [Chorus] You can drink my last beer, you can borrow my truck, You can run your mouth, I won’t give a fuck. You can eat my dinner, leave me hungry and broke, But there’s one damn cigarette you better not smoke. I flipped it upside down, so leave the damn thing be, That last one’s got a little bit of luck reserved for me. I’ve forgiven worse, but buddy, trust me, Don’t smoke my lucky. [Bridge] I’ll give you my last dollar if you’re running short on rent, Drive a hundred miles to help you out, won’t ask you for a cent. I’ll show up in the pouring rain, I’ll pull you from the mud, I’ve always been the kind of man who gives more than he’s got. You can call me any hour, I’ll be there before you’re through, There ain’t a whole lot in this world I wouldn’t do for you. I’d give you the shirt off my back if you were down on your luck, But that don’t mean you get to smoke my lucky, what the fuck? [Final Chorus] You can drink my last beer, you can borrow my truck, You can run your mouth, I won’t give a fuck. You can eat my dinner, leave me hungry and broke, But there’s one damn cigarette you better not smoke. I flipped it upside down, so leave the damn thing be, That last one’s got a little bit of luck reserved for me. I’ve forgiven worse, but buddy, trust me, Don’t smoke my lucky.
