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Lyrics by Louis
Music by Mathis

Cheap is what you drink
Out on a bender the guys
And a glass of wine
Is a toast to big, blue eyes

I describe
What flavor I have in
When you turn hips to me
And whisper those words so

Yeah she me drunk and broke
She likes my cigar smoke
Now Im at my babys
And my boots have very own space

Drinkin the same
When it aint to hide your pain
So pop your finest bottle
And spray it me like rain
Im comin out of the dark
Hittin way out of the
Youre the best ever, gonna hold you for forever
Yeah baby, youre my Makers

The wrapped up for dad
And on well toast a sip
But youre a taste
I gotta savor a dip

drinks cant suffice
A sweet so doggone nice
you flash those eyes at me
I dont ask for ice

Now I drink just for the
And Ive learned not to ever
Just when Im thinkin I cope
She wrangles me in a bit of hope