Whiskey's Fine

Two drinks in on a Friday night
 Heard a knock at the door
 Someone turned on the light
 And I said, "Baby, what you doin' outside with that 2 a.m."
 "Kinda drunk, kinda smile?"
 Every word that you say
 Sounds like you missed me
 Every move that you make
 Says you wanna kiss me
 And you whisper, "Baby, can I hang here for a while?"
 Well come on in, the whiskey's fine
 It ain't even close to closin' time
 So if you wanna taste that Tennessee
 Well, pour on out a drink with me
 And put your lips on mine
 Come on in, the whiskey's fine
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 You're pushin' me up against the wall
 Leavin' a trail of clothes and our sorrows down the hall
 Yeah, you're leaving your mark with that lipstick red
 And we're fallin' back into this bed
 So come on in, the whiskey's fine
 It ain't even close to closin' time
 So if you wanna taste that Tennessee
 Well, pour on out a drink with me
 And put your lips on mine
 Come on in, yeah, the whiskey's fine
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 I got a bottle opened up
 And I wanna feel the rush
 'Cause I need that you-and-me buzz
 So come on in, the whiskey's fine
 It ain't even close to closing time
 So if you wanna taste that Tennessee
 Well, pour on out a drink with me
 And put your lips on mine
 Come on in, the whiskey's fine, oh yeah
 Come on in, the whiskey's fine