Whiskey Lyrics - Singles - Tamara Laurel

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 blood stream 

But ain't no good for me 

Gettin' all tangled up like 

Honeymoon sheets 

Running right out of reasons 

Why I should leave 

And my best judgement 

Is with his jet black shirt 

Swimming on the floor 

Just collecting dirt 

Yeah, his first name's my cocaine 

And his kiss, my whiskey 

Like lightning in my blood stream, but ain't no good for me 

Put me on a ship out to sea 

Gotta put oceans 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 sparklin' 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 blood stream, but ain't no good for me 

Put me on a ship out to sea 

Gotta put oceans 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 is my whiskey