Whisky

You are my whiskey I'll make you mine I can just taste it

All of these shot boys think I'm divine But I don't want to waste it

They're like a second, but you're like a day Yeah I used to hit it then go on my way Boy I get so tipsy with you on my mind Yeah I like the whisky with my nursery rhyme

[Chorus:] Throw it back Sip it slow

You're on the top shelf And I'm looking up Perfectly crafted

Bartender tell me What's in that cup Yeah I got to have it

I know you won't burn when I drink my glass I know how to drink it I learn pretty fast So take me to bed, babe, and I'll close my eyes Yeah I like the whisky with my lullaby

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