My friends all dragged me out
Now I'm glad as hell that they did, yeah
You got me jealous of
That glass upon them lips
'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here
We go out just to paint the town here, I swear
No, I swear to God
You just made this bar my favorite spot
If you don't know what you got
It ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight
It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes
And it ain't just that bottom shelf
Makin' me think I might as well
Be the ice in your glass, damn
It ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand
I ain't never felt this before
Ain't never fell quite this quick before, nah
Same bar stool, ninety proof
Ain't hit like this before
'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here
A girl like you might draw a crowd here, I swear
No, I swear to God
You could sell me air and I'd probably buy it
Yeah, and that's probably why it
It ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight
It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes
And it ain't just that bottom shelf
Makin' me think I might as well
Be the ice in your glass, damn
It ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand
No
No, it ain't this crowded room
Baby, it's just me and you
And it ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight
It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes
And it ain't just that bottom shelf
Makin' me think I might as well
Be the ice in your glass
Oh, it ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand
No, yeah
Oh
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