You are my whiskey I'll make you mine I can just taste it
All of these shot boys Think I'm divine But I don't want to waste it
They're like a second but you're like a day yeah I used to hit it then go on my way boy I get so tipsy with you on my mind I like the whisky with my nursery rhyme
Throw it back Sip it slow
You're on the top shelf And I'm looking up Perfectly crafted
Bartender tell me What's in that cup Yeah I got to have it
I know you won't burn when I drink my glass I know how to drink it I learn pretty fast so take me to bed, babe, and I'll close my eyes yeah I like the whisky with my lullaby
Throw it back Sip it slow Throw it back Sip it slow
