Whiskey
par Jana Kramer
lyricscopy.com
everybody down in Houston calls him Texas
everybody way up north calls him cornbread
you should´ve heard the way that his mama calls him baby
daddy calls him boy, his friends call him crazy
shoulda just called it like I saw it
shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
wore my body to the core just like a blanket
it tasted so sweet and you took my breath away
hit me so hard like a rock through a window
I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you, boy
shoulda just called it like I saw it
shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
now there´s no sense
he´s gone like the wind
and I can barely feel the pain
shoulda just called it like I saw it
I shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
Oh the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
I shoulda just called him whiskey
I shoulda just called him whiskey.
everybody way up north calls him cornbread
you should´ve heard the way that his mama calls him baby
daddy calls him boy, his friends call him crazy
shoulda just called it like I saw it
shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
wore my body to the core just like a blanket
it tasted so sweet and you took my breath away
hit me so hard like a rock through a window
I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you, boy
shoulda just called it like I saw it
shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
now there´s no sense
he´s gone like the wind
and I can barely feel the pain
shoulda just called it like I saw it
I shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
Oh the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
I shoulda just called him whiskey
I shoulda just called him whiskey
I shoulda just called him whiskey.