Whiskey Girl

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 Yeah we're goin' out dancin' she's ready tonight So damn good lookin' boys it ain't even right And when the bartender 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 sipping 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 oughtta hear the pipes ring I jump behind the wheel and it's a way 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 ain't in to wine and roses Beer just makes her turn up her nose and She can't stand the thought of sipping 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 She's my little whiskey girl, she's my little whiskey girl My ragged on the edges girl, ah but I like em rough