paroles de chanson WHISKEY WHISKEY (feat. Morgan Wallen) - Morgan Wallen , Moneybagg Yo

Another shot, she'll love me again
(Run that back, Turbo)
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 has 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're lockin' in (linked in)
She's 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 Mille square business (boss)

See me in the club two-stepping
Diamonds 'round my neck square-dancing
You done made a gangster romantic
Fiendin' for your love, I'm an addict (ay)
So addicted, ain't nothin' we can do about it (nah)
Country mother-, 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're 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're 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