Another shot, she'll love me again 
 (Run that back, Turbo) 
 Haha, make it a double 
    Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away? 
 Come again some other day 
 'Cause her memory came out to play 
 And I'm tired of it, tired of it 
 I don't wanna wonder where she been (Where she at?) 
 She was here, now she gone again (Need her back) 
 Now it's me and all my whiskey friends 
 And I'm tired of it (Hey), tired of it (Yeah, speak)   
 Dark brown skin, caught eye contact while walkin' in (On the walk up) 
 Perfect timing, get beside me, now we lockin' in (Linked in) 
 She like: Tell me how you want it, on the rocks again (What else?) 
 Lil' salt around the rim (Okay), filled to the top again? (Let's go) 
 Fell back, now I'm back in it 
 Del Dia shots got me sinning 
 Big racks, but these jeans skinny 
 Plain Richard Millie square business (Boss) 
 See me in the club two-steppin' 
 Diamonds 'round my neck square-dancing 
 You done made a gangster romantic 
 Feenin' for your love, I'm an addict (Ayy) 
 So addicted, ain't nothin' we can do about it (Nah) 
 Country motherfucker, I say: What's up?, she say: Howdy (Howdy) 
 Call you my lil' cowgirl how you ride it like a stallion (Uh, uh) 
 Don't know why I love it 
 Can't get tired of it (I'm on you bad)   
 Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away? 
 Come again some other day 
 'Cause her memory came out to play 
 And I'm tired of it, tired of it 
 I don't wanna wonder where she been (Where she at?) 
 She was here, now she gone again (Need her back) 
 Now it's me and all my whiskey friends 
 And I'm tired of it, tired of it   
 Put you up and hide you on the shelf, I swear I'm through with you 
 You so hard to leave alone, it's always something new with you 
 Ain't no way to get her gone, gone, gone 
 So I guess I'm gonna tie one on 
 She's so cold, I had to go and pour you over ice 
 Way you got me locked down, you'd think whiskey was my wife 
 You so good, I had to take you home and hit it twice 
 Two of you gon' keep me up all night   
 Whiskey, whiskey, won't you go away? 
 Come again some other day 
 'Cause her memory came out to play 
 And I'm tired of it, tired of it 
 I don't wanna wonder where she been (Where she at?) 
 She was here, now she gone again (Need her back) 
 Now it's me and all my whiskey friends 
 And I'm tired of it, tired of it   
 And I'm tired of it, tired of it