Whiskey

On a dark green couch
With a television moon
Those city boy hands
Kicked off my best June

Like steel toed boots
Down a gravel road
The march in my chest
As he came close

Cause his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss, my whiskey
Like lightning in my blood stream
But ain't no good for me

Gettin' all tangled up like
Honeymoon sheets
Running right out of reasons
Why I should leave

And my best judgement
Is with his jet black shirt
Swimming on the floor
Just collecting dirt

Yeah, his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss, my whiskey
Like lightning in my blood stream, but ain't no good for me

Put me on a ship out to sea
Gotta put oceans between him and me
Cause his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss, my whiskey

And I'm gonna drink
Drink it up, up, up, up, up, up, up, yea
With sparklin' eyes like disco balls
Gunshy girls they build up walls
Will you tear 'em down so I can drink up, up, up, up, up, up, up? Yea
Yea

Cause his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss, my whiskey
Like lightning in my blood stream, but ain't no good for me

Put me on a ship out to sea
Gotta put oceans between him and me
Cause his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss, my whiskey
Yea his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss, my whiskey
Yea his first name's my cocaine
And his kiss is my whiskey