Текст песни Whiskey #4 - Beck Pete

Whiskey #4
You're not counting, I hope
We step outside
I love-hate when you smoke
Dying to get home and smell my own clothes

I wait for my cue
You sit down on the porch
Lips are off limits
So our cheeks are sore
I'm pounding all over
Like you felt before

Do you want to feel again?
Can we sweat more than we sin?
Make this a contest, not a secret

No, I won't make it easy on you
Cross my legs like real ladies do
Keep my space, just to ease your mind
No, I won't make it easy on you
Lie and say that I don't want to
Smile and nod, rather drive you wild
Like every time, just one more time

Hands on the counter
Levitating by force
Lips have their hour
Our left brain was sore
Traffic's stop and go
It makes me want you more

Do you wanna feel again?
Can we sweat more than we sin?
Make this a contest, not a secret

No, I won't make it easy on you
Cross my legs like real ladies do
Keep my space, just to ease your mind
(Just to ease your mind)
No, I won't make it easy on you
Lie and say that I don't want to
Smile and nod, rather drive you wild
Like every time, just one more time

Ahh, Ahh
(Just one more time)
Ahh, ahh
(Just one more)

No, I won't make it easy on you
Cross my legs like real ladies do
Keep my space, just to ease your mind
(Just to ease your mind)
No, I won't make it easy on you
Lie and say that I don't want to
Smile and nod, rather drive you wild
Like every time, just one more time