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Red Wine and Whiskey

Got my girl in the front seat of this Country Cadillac  
A bottle in a brown paper sack  
Uncle Kracker on the radio  
We're creepin' hard, cause she likes to take it slow  
 
She's an uptown lady, just a backwoods girl  
Has a french manicure while skinnin' a squirrel  
Victoria's Secret under a pair of faded jeans  
Make a Pope kick out stained glass window  
If you know what I mean  
 
She's sweet, straight from the vine  
Has the spirt of Tennessee moonshine  
Her eyes are as bright as those big city lights  
Her smile is as warm as a country summer's night  
Addicted to the feelings I find  
With just her hand in mine  
But when she kisses me  
It's like red wine and whiskey  
 
My baby loves my country drawl  
Corrects all the things I say  
Don't have a degree on the wall  
Just an old tractor and lazy hound  
She's always there to answer when I call  
Down on the farm we can be found  
 
She's sweet, straight from the vine  
Has the spirt of Tennessee moonshine  
Her eyes are as bright as those big city lights  
Her smile is as warm as a country summer's night  
Addicted to the feelings I find  
With just her hand in mine  
But when she kisses me  
It's like red wine and whiskey
Written by buddydog
Published | Edited 24th Jul 2017
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