Whisky - Marian Hill

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 wanna 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

Yeah I like the whisky with my nursery rhymes

Throw it back throw it back

Throw it back throw it back

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 throw it back

Throw it back throw it back back

Throw it back back back

Sip it slow

Throw it back throw it back

Throw it back back back

Throw it throw it throw it throw it back

Throw it throw it back back

Back

Throw it throw it

Throw it back back back

Throw it throw it throw it back back

Throw it throw it throw it back

Sip it slow

Sip it slow