I Got A Problem
Your kiss tastes like whiskey and I'm a drinker
You play with my heart strings, and girl, I'm a singer
No, it ain't no joke, you're a smoke show
And I'm a Marlboro Man when I'm holdin' your hand
You're a wild card, I'm a gambler
I was goin' nowhere, you wrecked my plan, girl
I got a problem, but what a damn good problem to have
Yeah, I was a two-steppin' Lone Ranger
You've got my wild side headed for danger
Yeah, you got me dancin' around the kitchen
Down the hall and up the stairs
I swear, I ain't got a prayer
Your kiss tastes like whiskey and I'm a drinker
You play with my heart strings, and girl, I'm a singer
No, it ain't no joke, you're a smoke show
And I'm a Marlboro Man when I'm holdin' your hand
You're a wild card, I'm a gambler
I was goin' nowhere, you wrecked my plan, girl
I got a problem, but what a damn good problem to have
When a guy like me can't get enough
Just swingin' on the front porch
Hooked on your love, baby
Your kiss tastes like whiskey, I'm a drinker
You play with my heart strings, and girl, I'm a singer
No, it ain't no joke, you're a smoke show
And I'm a Marlboro Man when I'm holdin' your hand
You're a wild card, I'm a gambler
And I was goin' nowhere, you wrecked my plan, girl
I got a problem, but what a damn good problem to have
Damn good problem to have
You play with my heart strings, and girl, I'm a singer
No, it ain't no joke, you're a smoke show
And I'm a Marlboro Man when I'm holdin' your hand
You're a wild card, I'm a gambler
I was goin' nowhere, you wrecked my plan, girl
I got a problem, but what a damn good problem to have
Yeah, I was a two-steppin' Lone Ranger
You've got my wild side headed for danger
Yeah, you got me dancin' around the kitchen
Down the hall and up the stairs
I swear, I ain't got a prayer
Your kiss tastes like whiskey and I'm a drinker
You play with my heart strings, and girl, I'm a singer
No, it ain't no joke, you're a smoke show
And I'm a Marlboro Man when I'm holdin' your hand
You're a wild card, I'm a gambler
I was goin' nowhere, you wrecked my plan, girl
I got a problem, but what a damn good problem to have
When a guy like me can't get enough
Just swingin' on the front porch
Hooked on your love, baby
Your kiss tastes like whiskey, I'm a drinker
You play with my heart strings, and girl, I'm a singer
No, it ain't no joke, you're a smoke show
And I'm a Marlboro Man when I'm holdin' your hand
You're a wild card, I'm a gambler
And I was goin' nowhere, you wrecked my plan, girl
I got a problem, but what a damn good problem to have
Damn good problem to have
Credits
Writer(s): Jessi Leigh Alexander, Justin Wilson, William L. Bundy
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