WHISKEY WHISKEY (feat. Morgan Wallen)

Another shot, she'll love me again (Run that back, Turbo) Make it a double Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away? Come again some other day 'Cause her memory came out to play And I'm tired of it, tired of it I don't wanna wonder where she has been (where she at?) She was here, now she gone again (need her back) Now it's me and all my whiskey friends And I'm tired of it (hey), tired of it (yeah, speak) Dark brown skin, caught eye contact while walkin' in (on the walk-up) Perfect timing, get beside me, now we're lockin' in (linked in) She's like, "Tell me how you want it, on the rocks again (what else?) Lil' salt around the rim (okay), filled to the top again?" (Let's go) Fell back, now I'm back in it, Del Dia shots got me sinning Big racks, but these jeans skinny, plain Richard Mille square business (boss) See me in the club two-stepping Diamonds 'round my neck square-dancing You done made a gangster romantic Fiendin' for your love, I'm an addict (ay) So addicted, ain't nothin' we can do about it (nah) Country mother-, I say, "What's up?" she say, "Howdy" (Howdy) Call you my lil' cowgirl how you ride it like a stallion (uh, uh) Don't know why I love it, can't get tired of it (I'm on you bad) Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away? Come again some other day 'Cause her memory came out to play And I'm tired of it, tired of it I don't wanna wonder where she been (where she at?) She was here, now she gone again (need her back) Now it's me and all my whiskey friends And I'm tired of it, tired of it Put you up and hide you on the shelf, I swear I'm through with you You're so hard to leave alone, it's always something new with you Ain't no way to get her gone, gone, gone So I guess I'm gonna tie one on She's so cold, I had to go and pour you over ice Way you got me locked down, you'd think whiskey was my wife You're so good, I had to take you home and hit it twice Two of you gon' keep me up all night Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away? Come again some other day 'Cause her memory came out to play And I'm tired of it, tired of it I don't wanna wonder where she been (where she at?) She was here, now she gone again (need her back) Now it's me and all my whiskey friends And I'm tired of it, tired of it And I'm tired of it, tired of it