She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my

You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door 'Cause you deep down want some more She's so good with her stiletto While she searches for the vein She cuts you once, she cuts you twice But still you believe The wound is so fresh

Easy come girl, easy go. Goodbye, farewell, so long, vaya con dios. Good luck, wish you well, take it slow. Says she's had enough of me, I've had enough of her too. I might as well go on and set her free, she's already turned me loose. No fault, no

She wouldn't say goodbye So if she's somewhere near me I hope to God she hears me There's no one else Could ever make me feel I'm so alive I hoped she'd never leave me Please God you must believe me I've searched the universe

It's crazy but true, it's crazy but true That's, that's my baby I think I finally found a girl I want to rule my world Can't see myself with nobody but you She's got that kind of love that keeps me in a good mood Never wanna leave her you couldn't pay me

Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends 'Til it’s over, my friends, count along So innocent were the days The taste of good memories A bag full of hope that was only for me and you Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says She’s on a hunt, cooking

Oh I'll be good to you, Yo Dre man, I take this bitch out to the movies and shit Man we're kissin' and grindin' and shit, so we hop in the back seat You know man, this bitch rubbin' all over my dick and frontin' like she's gonna give me the pussy Man,

All I know is everybody loves me Feels just like I don't try Looks so good I might die Swaying to my own sound Flashes in my face now And you don't have to make a sound

My woman from Tokyo She makes me see She's so good to me Talk about her like a queen Dancing in a eastern dream Fly into the rising sun Faces, smiling every one Yeah, she is a whole new tradition I feel it in my heart