Whiskey Kisser
I can see her comin' through the trees
Beautiful and broken at the knees
Every time I kiss your lips I swear it makes me sneeze
Cause' darlin' you're a pistol crack just floatin' in the breeze
Puttin' on your lipstick in the dark
Suckin' on a bottle in a burned down trailer park
Every time I kiss your lips I swear it leaves a mark
But oh, gee, what is wrong with me
'Cause darlin' you're a whiskey kisser and it's killin' me
I swear I love you but when all is said and done
If you've got somewhere to be then tell it to my gun
I can see her sleepin' on the floor
Curled up like a snake beside the door
Why is your kid's sister always dressed up like a whore
But oh, gee, won't you come with me
'Cause darlin' it's a perfect land for highway robbery
You got me shakin' like a leaf on a tree
(Drip) saw your broken high heels floatin' on the sea
((Can't talk) now)
Sittin' down on highway 61
In a broke-down Cadillac just waitin' for the sun
I can see the headlights on the outskirts of the town
It looks like state trolleys huntin' someone down
'Cause darlin' I can see your shadow layin' on the ground
You're in your underwear just shootin' at the moon
And if I ever sober up I'll join you there real soon
Soon, bang, bang, bang
Beautiful and broken at the knees
Every time I kiss your lips I swear it makes me sneeze
Cause' darlin' you're a pistol crack just floatin' in the breeze
Puttin' on your lipstick in the dark
Suckin' on a bottle in a burned down trailer park
Every time I kiss your lips I swear it leaves a mark
But oh, gee, what is wrong with me
'Cause darlin' you're a whiskey kisser and it's killin' me
I swear I love you but when all is said and done
If you've got somewhere to be then tell it to my gun
I can see her sleepin' on the floor
Curled up like a snake beside the door
Why is your kid's sister always dressed up like a whore
But oh, gee, won't you come with me
'Cause darlin' it's a perfect land for highway robbery
You got me shakin' like a leaf on a tree
(Drip) saw your broken high heels floatin' on the sea
((Can't talk) now)
Sittin' down on highway 61
In a broke-down Cadillac just waitin' for the sun
I can see the headlights on the outskirts of the town
It looks like state trolleys huntin' someone down
'Cause darlin' I can see your shadow layin' on the ground
You're in your underwear just shootin' at the moon
And if I ever sober up I'll join you there real soon
Soon, bang, bang, bang
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Writer(s): Eric Earley
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