Whiskey Girl

[Verse 1] Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans? Tight on the top with a belly button ring A little tattoo somewhere in between She only shows to me Hey we're going out dancing she's ready tonight So damn good-looking boys it ain't even right And when bar tender says for the lady What's it going to be? I tell him man [Chorus] She ain't into wine and roses Beer just makes her turn up her nose And, she can't stand the thought of sipping' champagne No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in tequila She needs something' with a little more edge and a little more pain She's my little whiskey Girl She's my little whiskey Girl My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like them rough [Verse 2] Baby got a '69 mustang Four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care Blue bandana tied all up in her hair Just sitting there singing every song on the radio [Chorus] She ain't into wine and roses Beer just makes her turn up her nose And, she can't stand the thought of sipping' champagne No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in tequila She needs something' with a little more edge and a little more pain She's my little whiskey Girl My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like them rough She ain't into wine and roses Beer just makes her turn up her nose And, she can't stand the thought of sipping' champagne No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in tequila She needs something' with a little more edge and a little more pain She's my little whiskey Girl My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like them rough [Outro] Whoa she's my little whiskey girl My ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like them rough Yeah, I like them rough I like them rough