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

Oh