Southern Comfort

歌詞

Drink by drink, I think, I'm thinkin' Why not hang with me this weekend? And I can't walk and I can't dance Give me a smile and then take off your pants Saw her eyes in the rearview mirror Girls in the backseat, trunk's full of beer Eyes on the prize, eyes on her thighs I'm not that old but I'm gettin' really wise Ah, ah Ah, ah Coke and rum, can I taste your tongue? Won't stop sipping till we're both numb Lose that girl with the short black skirt Why the lip gloss and the tight white shirt? Hand down my pants, hands on my glass Got to the bottom of the bottle, but I still can't dance Like this brother with the hand full of ass Bad ass shades and a bag full of grass Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah