Jay Silence - Whiskey Breath

Black straightened hair
Black party dress
Dolce & Gabbana
Go along with her French tips
Black lipstick
Smokin' on a cigarette
She's on the guest list
The party she ain't gonna miss
She's only top shelf
Nothin' but the best
Whispers in your ear
Another round with her whiskey breath

Black fedora hat
Hight heals
Holy jeans
Rock 'n' roll tank top
Fits in with the country scene
Been there done that
Not chasin' anything
Daddy'd have a heart attack
If he knew
All she'd seen
Runnin' all night
With a rowdy crowd
Shootin' warm whiskey
Make your granddaddy proud

One shot
Two shot
She temps you with her words
Her momma raised her right
The sweetest voice you've ever heard
Three shot
Four shot
You're hangin' by a thread
She whispers in your ear
Another round with her whiskey breath

Sushi
White wine
High class
Fine dine
Nothin' but the best man
Even in the daytime
When she's not makin' money
Then she's spendin' your dime
Better break it out
And start cuttin' up another line
Like I said before
A no limit bet
She whispers in your ear
Another round with her whiskey breath

One shot
Two shot
She temps you with her words
Her momma raised her right
The sweetest voice you've ever heard
Three shot
Four shot
You're hangin' by a thread
She whispers in your ear
Another round with her whiskey breath
Another round with her whiskey friend

Written by:
Jeremy Silence

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