Whiskey and Blood

She was smashing up cars, in an old scrap yard
Just smashing them to bits, in a ripped, red dress
She danced on a Cadillac and then she danced on a Zodiac
There was lipstick on the cars and there was glass in her hair

Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood
Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood

She was smashing up cars, with a big, chrome bar
Just busting them to bits and there was grease on her lips
She danced on a Cadillac and then she danced on a Pontiac
There was diesel on her dress and there were cuts on her legs

Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood
Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood

She was smashing up cars, in an old scrap yard
Just smashing them to pieces, in a ripped, red dress
She danced on a Cadillac and then she danced on a Zodiac
There was lipstick on the cars and there was glass in her hair

Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood
Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood
Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood
Come on, come on, you taste of whiskey and blood



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Writer(s): Paul Marks
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