On a dark green couch with a television moon Those city boy hands kicked off my best June
Like steel-toed boots down a gravel road The march in my chest as he came close
Cause his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskey Like lightning in my bloodstream But ain’t no good for me
Getting all tangled up like honeymoon sheets Running right out of reasons why I should leave
And my best judgment’s with his jet black shirt Swimmin’ on the floor just collecting dirt
Yea his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskey Like lightning in my bloodstream But ain’t no good for me
Put me on a ship, out to sea Gotta put an ocean between him and me Cause his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskey
And I’m gonna drink, drink it Up up up up up up up, yea With sparkling eyes like disco balls Gunshy girls, they build up walls Will you tear ‘em down so I Can drink up up up up up up up? Yea
Yea
Cause his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskey Like lightning in my bloodstream But ain’t no good for me Put me on a ship, out to sea Gotta put an ocean between him and me Cause his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskey Yea, his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskey Yea, his first name’s my cocaine And his kiss, my whiskeyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
