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

It's just a half a mile away Oh, my other world is just a half a mile away I've given everybody so much time Now I need a moment that's mine Little Geo is a friend of mine We get some money and we buy a cheap wine Sit on the corner and have a holiday

I can't hold on forever All I wanna do is let go Are you searching for an answer Or just peace of mind? When your life has lost its meaning Maybe you need a little time People keep talking But I can't hear a word they say Life just keeps moving

Fuck the system! Just demeaning the pack! I need to fuck the Sys I'm, but a little bit bit bit, show! But a little bit bit bit, shame! But a little bit, bit, bit Bit! Bit! Bit! I'm just demeaning the pack!

I lied just a little When I said I need you You stretched the truth When you said that you knew Just can't believe it There's nothing to say I was almost honest, almost Living alone, can't stand this place It's four in the morning and I still see your

Little more love Try it, you'll like it What the world needs now Just a little more love (What the world needs now is a little more love) (Just a little more love) Is a little more love Woo, can't be no love

If you need a little tenderness If you want a little something sweet You just come to me If you're hungry for some love at night I'll fix you up just right There's a tender place just down the way Where you can stay and I'm singin' Ooohh yeah yeah yeah

Nowhere! Kids No one needs you after all That little social scene It’s just a hate machine No one’s here to take your call And now your self esteem Ain’t what it used to be You’ve inspired

All I need is love One day I'm up, the next I'm down One day you're here, the next you're gone And I'm just a little bit I'm just a little bit lonely And I'm gonna pull through To shake off the blues I need your sweet, sweet love To get me on my feet

If you're feelin' what I'm feelin' let's mix it up, You got my number baby hit me up, If you need a little late night pick me up, We ain't gotta make up just kiss me, We could straight up blame it on the whiskey, You ain't gotta wake up and miss me, no,