With a guitar humming and no clothes

You taste like Whiskey when you kiss me, oh
I'll do anything to be your baby doll
This time I'm not leaving without you

He said: "Sit back down where you belong
in the corner of my bar with your high heels on"
Sit back down on the couch where we
made love for the first time and you said to me

Something, something about this place
Something 'bout lonley nights and my lipstick on your face



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