Oh, Whiskey
KEVIN HANSON
Oh whiskey
Why do you punish me so
Why can't you ever let go
Whisky
Hey whiskey
Why do you always obsess
How'd we get into this mess
In the first place
Good things come without warning
Meet me in the morning for a quick one
You've got the right stuff don't you
Master of deception, here's one more for your collection
You are not alone
You're not all alone
Oh whiskey
Why must you make such a fuss
I'm only thinking of us and the
Fruits of our labors
Oh whiskey
What made you juggle those plates
Pry off the Barbie Doll legs
In front of the neighbors
Bad things come without warning
So meet me in the basement for a quick one
You got the right stuff, don't you?
Do not exaggerate the thread count in the fabric of your cosmos