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She keeps me guessing
Cause the flavors will change every day
But they're always amazing
She's got single malt, cinnamon, apple and peach
There's so many of them I gotta taste em
She's got me under her spell
So I follow her around
If she offers me a shot, I'mma take it
Cause the whiskey never hits quite
The same from the bottle
As it does from the lips of my baby
We vibin' out back on a dirt road
No drivin' fast, just takin' it slow
Got a drink in my cup
Yeah, we just turn it up
Got your hands on my hips
Yeah, you love these whiskey lips
Ohhhh Ahhhh ohhhh
You know you love these whiskey lips
Ohhhh Ahhhh ohhhh
Yeah, you love these whiskey lips
She's an American girl
Don't need nothing fancy
Just pour that Jack right on the rocks
Quit dragging my heart around
Baby, you making me crazy
So girl, let me buy you a shot
I can't look away
I'm caught staring at the way she carries herself
Slams an empty glass on the table, stares at me
Not anyone else
This girl makes bottom shelf look hot as hell
With every single sip she takes
Just one tipsy kiss from her whiskey lips
And everything just fades away
And it's not enough that I got a buzz
But she really got me feeling
Some type of way
I tell myself that I'm not in love
But she got me drunk
And I really like being wasted
We vibin' out back on a dirt road
No drivin' fast, just takin' it slow. (Takin' it slow)
Got a drink in my cup
Yeah, we just turn it up
Got your hands on my hips
Yeah, you love these whiskey lips
Ohhhh Ahhhh ohhhh
You know you love these whiskey lips
Ohhhh Ahhhh ohhhh
Yeah, you love these whiskey lips
We vibin' out back on a dirt road
No drivin' fast, just takin' it slow
Got a drink in my cup
Yeah, we just turn it up
Got your hands on my hips
Yeah, you love these whiskey lips
Ohhhh Ahhhh ohhhh
You know you love these whiskey lips
Ohhhh Ahhhh ohhhh
Yeah, you love these whiskey lips