

Verse
Walked into the corner bar at half past nine
Copper light was dripping down that dress of vine
You ordered something amber, neat, no ice
Threw me one slow glance and rolled the dice
Pre-Chorus
Now my collar's tight, my hands won't sit still
Something in that stare's got me climbing up the hill
Tell me girl, what kind of magic's this
Chorus
You got me wearin' a whiskey grin
Loose in the knees, warm from within
Ain't touched a drop but I'm feelin' the spin
Just from that smile you got me wearin' a whiskey grin
Verse
You laughed at my joke like you'd heard it a hundred times
Still leaned in closer like you needed one more line
Your fingers on the glass, the jukebox hit a groove
Every eye was on us, but we had nothing left to prove
Pre-Chorus
Now the room's on fire, the band's playing slow
Something in your rhythm got my feet ready to go
Tell me girl, what kind of magic's this
Chorus
You got me wearin' a whiskey grin
Loose in the knees, warm from within
Ain't touched a drop but I'm feelin' the spin
Just from that smile you got me wearin' a whiskey grin
Bridge
Forget the bottle, forget the bar
I'm drunk on the way you say my name so far
No hangover coming, no morning regret
Just you and this feeling I don't wanna forget
Chorus
You got me wearin' a whiskey grin
Loose in the knees, warm from within
Ain't touched a drop but I'm feelin' the spin
Just from that smile you got me wearin' a whiskey grin
Yeah, that smile's got me wearin' a whiskey grin
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