pass me da green
i need some weed with my hennessy
sometimes you just need to jump..
and let your wings bulid as you fall
everythiing happens for a reasonn.
iin thee endd your alwayys happy...
and iif your nott, then iit's not thee ennd.
Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans? Tight on the top with a belly button ring, a little tattoo somewhere in between, she only shows to me. Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight, so damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right. And when the bar tender says, "For the lady, what's it gonna be?" I tell him man... she ain't into wine and roses, beer just makes her turn up her nose, and she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne. No cuervo gold margaritas, just ain't enough good burn in tequila, she needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain, she's my little whiskey girl, she's my little whiskey girl, my ragged-on-the-edges girl. Ah, but I like 'em rough. Baby got a '69 mustang, four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring. I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go. Hey, i drive too fast, but she don't care, blue bandana tied all up in her hair, just sittin' there singin' every song on the radio, she's my little whiskey girl, my ragged-on-the-edges girl. Ah, but I like 'em rough. Yeah, I like 'em rough.