Little cutie said, 'come on, let's do a shot'
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For a second there I looked at her and thought, 'why not?'
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I guess she don't know what everybody knows in here
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I said, 'thanks but no thanks, I think I'll just stick with beer'
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'Cause whiskey and I, we go way back
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That first half pint in a paper sack
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It ain't been a time we were carrying on
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With some kind of something that could go wrong
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Hard as I try again and again
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Gotta face the facts, we can't be friends
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Whiskey and I, we don't get along
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All I know is there's some things you just don't mix
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I'm just saying nothing good could come from this
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When that first shot, it turns into three or four
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Better hide the women, pull the shade and lock the doors
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'Cause whiskey and I, we go way back
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That first half pint in a paper sack
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It ain't been a time we were carrying on
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With some kind of something that could go wrong
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Hard as I try again and again
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Gotta face the facts, we can't be friends
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Whiskey and I, we don't get along
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Much as I hate to say it
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Gotta keep it separated
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Can't leave the two of us alone
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'Cause whiskey and I, we go way back
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That first half pint in a paper sack
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It ain't been a time we were carrying on
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With some kind of something that could go wrong
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Hard as I try again and again
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Gotta face the facts, we can't be friends
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Whiskey and I, we don't get along
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Hard as I try again and again
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Gotta face the facts, we can't be friends
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Whiskey and I, we don't get along
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Whiskey And I
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| Kevin Fowler |
