Texty

Smooth whiskey runs wild in my heart Those waters were cold but tonight They're starting to rage and rush through My veins and the fire in my eyes Get on it You flaunt It You got it I want it She turns men to stone and they don't try Get on it You got it You flaunt It I'm on it Hell how hard is it to just say hi I throw back a shot and hold tight To shake off the spell from her eyes With each step I take I fight off The doubt in my mind as I move close I'm on it I got it You flaunt it I want it She turns me to stone and I don't try Get on it I got it You flaunt it I want it She's frozen the room and stopped time But if I don't talk to her I won't be able to look in the mirror And my guns of pride won't do 'cause she... Disarmed me from across the room I'm on it I got it You flaunt it I want it She's frozen their lips but not mine Get on it And flaunt it You got it I want it She's turns men to stone and they won't try I'm on it I got it You flaunt it I want it I'm not leaving here until I try Get on it You got it You flaunt it I'm on it Hell how hard is it to just say hi She turns men to stone and they won't try Hell how hard is it to just say hi Get on it
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