Honey Whiskey

Ahh, ah Honey, whiskey, conversations never running dry Lovers spill right out your mouth and never tell me lies Come on closer, come on to me, put your skin on my own Honey, baby, whiskey, mmm I'd like to have a try And we can smoke a bowl if you want to We can fade off in the night Criss cross off to an island And I can do whatever you like Ohh, honey, baby, whiskey child Ooh I really like your style You got me singing Ha-ah-ahh-ahhh Boy I'm really feeling you Every single thing you do Honey, baby, whiskey child (You got me singing) (You got me singing) (You got me singing) Oohh (You got me singing) (You got me singing) (You got me singing) Fingers tracing, body's racing Put your hand on mine Press your lips against my neck And reach between these thighs Ahh It's like I know ya From the way, that your body moves Feels like a taste ya, ohh Dripping honey over me now And we can smoke a bowl if you want to (if you want to) And we can fade off in the night (fading off in the night) Criss cross off to an island (to an island) And I could do whatever you like Ohhh Honey, baby, whiskey child Ooh I really like your style You got me singing Ha-ah-ahh-ahhh Boy I'm really feeling you Every single thing you do Honey, baby, whiskey child (You got me singing) (You got me singing) (You got me singing) Oohh (You got me singing) (You got me singing) (You got me singing) Honey, baby, whiskey child

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