| I can still shut down a party
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| I can hang with anybody
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| I can drink whiskey and red wine
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| Champagne all night
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| Little Scotch on the rocks and I’m fine, I’m fine
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| But when I taste tequila, baby I still see ya
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| Cutting up the floor in a Serotta t-shirt
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| The same one you wore when we were
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| Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
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| Swearing on a Bible, baby, I’d never leave ya
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| I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste tequila
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| When I taste tequila
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| I can kiss somebody brand new and not even think about you
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| I can show up to the same bar
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| Hear the same songs in my car
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| Baby, your memory it only hits me this hard
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| When I taste tequila, baby I still see ya
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| Cutting up the floor in a Serotta t-shirt
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| The same one you wore when we were
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| Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
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| Swearing on a Bible, baby, I’d never leave ya
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| I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste Tequila
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| When I taste Tequila
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| I ain’t even drunk, I ain’t even drunk
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| And I’m thinking
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| How I need your love, how I need your love
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| Yeah, it sinks in
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| When I taste tequila, baby I still see ya
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| Serotta t-shirt, the same one you wore when we were
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| Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
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| Swearing on a Bible, baby, I’d never leave ya
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| I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste tequila
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| When I taste tequila
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| When I taste tequila
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| When I taste tequila |