A
[Chorus]
N.C.
We're on fire, I think
G D
So stop, drop and roll one
E
Takes one to grow one
A E
We’re one of a kind
A
We're right on the brink
G D
Burned out like the prom queen
E
We're all mirrors and smoke rings
D A
So stop, drop and roll one.
[Verse 1]
E A
I don’t really care how this phony ass fairytale ends
E A
I just hope that we're leaving this honky tonk covered in men
D E
Sometimes the loud ones are loners
A D
Sometimes the rockers are stoners
Bm D
One's got the matches, one's got the lashes
E
One's running her mouth again.
[Chorus]
A
We're on fire, I think
G D
So stop, drop and roll one
E
Takes one to grow one
A E
We’re one of a kind
A
We're right on the brink
G D
Burned out like the prom queen
E
We're all mirrors and smoke rings
D A
So stop, drop and roll one.
[Verse 2]
E A
Get this thing off of me; where in the hell is my bra?
E A
This hurts a lot more than the last time we did Mardi Gras
D E
Sometimes the drifters are daisies
A D
Sometimes the sane ones are crazies
Bm D
One’s got the Tylenol, one's got the adderall
E
One’s got a drink in her hand.
[Chorus]
A
We're on fire, I think
G D
So stop, drop and roll one
E
Takes one to grow one
A E
We’re one of a kind
A
We're right on the brink
G D
Burned out like the prom queen
E
We're all mirrors and smoke rings
D
So stop, drop and roll one.
