Jim Beam (In Every Kiss)

Whiskey drinking Women they're like the plague
Always so juiced up an so vague
Passed out on the pool table ain't got no shame
It ain't hard when you don't know your name

I don't know how I put up with this
Tastin' Jim Beam in every kiss
Baby use your tongue an not your fist
I wanna taste Jim Beam in every kiss

Sour mash ladies they know what I like
Ride that whiskey river then love me tonight
Jim Jack or Ol Grandad
Whatever you need just don't leave me sad

I don't know how I put up with this
Tastin' Jim Beam in every kiss
Baby use your tongue an not your fist
I wanna taste Jim Beam in every kiss



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Writer(s): James Collins
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