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Well I was lined up on the counter Sitting by the salt Right next to those two Cancun shot glasses that we bought Guess it's 'bout to be a party We ain't talked about I know it's getting started when you break that bottle out One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor You'll have your hands all over me Before we make it through that bedroom door After that third pour That whiskey don't hit me like when you Cuervo kiss me I swear I couldn't want you more One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor Baby, line 'em up Then we'll shoot 'em down We'll dance around the kitchen Making out between the rounds Let 'em all fall to the ground One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor You'll have your hands all over me Before we make it through that bedroom door After that third pour That whiskey don't hit me like when you Cuervo kiss me I swear I couldn't want you more One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor You'll have your hands all over me Before we make it through that bedroom door After that third pour That whiskey don't hit me like when you Cuervo kiss me I swear I couldn't want you more One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor One tequila, two tequila One tequila, two tequila, three tequila Clothes on the floor
Writer(s): Lynn Hutton, Adam Sanders, Jacob Paul Rice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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