Tamara Laurel - Whiskey lyrics

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 c**aine 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 c**aine 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 c**aine 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 c**aine 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 c**aine And his kiss, my whiskey Yea his first name's my c**aine And his kiss, my whiskey Yea his first name's my c**aine And his kiss is my whiskey