Whiskey's Fine

Two drinks in on a Friday night Heard a knock at the door Someone turned on the light And I said, "Baby, what you doin' outside with that 2 a.m." "Kinda drunk, kinda smile?" Every word that you say Sounds like you missed me Every move that you make Says you wanna kiss me And you whisper, "Baby, can I hang here for a while?" Well come on in, the whiskey's fine It ain't even close to closin' time So if you wanna taste that Tennessee Well, pour on out a drink with me And put your lips on mine Come on in, the whiskey's fine You're pushin' me up against the wall Leavin' a trail of clothes and our sorrows down the hall Yeah, you're leaving your mark with that lipstick red And we're fallin' back into this bed So come on in, the whiskey's fine It ain't even close to closin' time So if you wanna taste that Tennessee Well, pour on out a drink with me And put your lips on mine Come on in, yeah, the whiskey's fine I got a bottle opened up And I wanna feel the rush 'Cause I need that you-and-me buzz So come on in, the whiskey's fine It ain't even close to closing time So if you wanna taste that Tennessee Well, pour on out a drink with me And put your lips on mine Come on in, the whiskey's fine, oh yeah Come on in, the whiskey's fine