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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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One leads to another on a |
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Saturday night |
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Don't you cross your heart unless you hope to die |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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Well the first drop burns but the second one goes down smooth |
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Then that old |
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Black Label gets a hold of you |
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It loosens your tongue but it never tells the truth |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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One leads to another on a |
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Saturday night |
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Don't you cross your heart unless you hope to die |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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When the bottle starts talking, be careful what he might say |
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He talks in the dark like he never would in the day |
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Then he gets in trouble just as soon as he gets away |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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One leads to another on a |
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Saturday night |
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Don't you cross your heart unless you hope to die |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies, and now |
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Well, a little white lie don't mean anyone no good |
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When it's making the rounds all over the neighborhood |
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Next thing you know you're all misunderstood |
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When you're drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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One leads to another on a |
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Saturday night |
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Don't you cross your heart unless you hope to die |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
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Drinkin' dark whiskey telling white lies |
