Palm of Your Hand

My friends all dragged me out Now I'm glad as hell that they did, yeah You got me jealous of That glass upon them lips 'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here We go out just to paint the town here, I swear No, I swear to God You just made this bar my favorite spot If you don't know what you got It ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes And it ain't just that bottom shelf Makin' me think I might as well Be the ice in your glass, damn It ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand I ain't never felt this before Ain't never fell quite this quick before, nah Same bar stool, ninety proof Ain't hit like this before 'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here A girl like you might draw a crowd here, I swear No, I swear to God You could sell me air and I'd probably buy it Yeah, and that's probably why it It ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes And it ain't just that bottom shelf Makin' me think I might as well Be the ice in your glass, damn It ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand No No, it ain't this crowded room Baby, it's just me and you And it ain't just that dress that's gonna be fallin' tonight It ain't just that neon buzzin' off them bourbon eyes And it ain't just that bottom shelf Makin' me think I might as well Be the ice in your glass Oh, it ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand No, yeah Ohh