Only smokes Marlboro man
Sings just like Waylon
That kinda greenbroke bad
Makes the devil start praying
Looks like a religious experience
A dark corner cool and mysterious
Oh, baby, why you so serious?
We got the same kinda curse
He likes the long burn
Right kinda wrong hurt
He don't mess around with
That watered down shit
Something that ain't sweet
So I think he'll like me
With whiskey and love, takes more than a buzz
Yeah, he only f*cks with the strong stuff
I'm a song that he won't forget
And he's got that good taste
He's drinking Black Label and
I'm wearing black lace
He's walking my way, and I'm shivering
I know what he's gonna start whispering
And I know, that I'm gonna give on in
We got the same kinda curse
He likes the long burn
Right kinda wrong hurt
He don't mess around with
That watered down shit
Something that ain't sweet
So I think he'll like me
With whiskey and love, takes more than a buzz
Yeah, he only f*cks with the strong stuff
Lighting comes 'fore the thunder does
And I like when it's raining
He ain't seen anything like me
But I think he can take it
He likes the long burn
Right kinda wrong hurt
He don't mess around with
That watered down shit
Something that ain't sweet
So I think he'll like me
With whiskey and love, takes more than a buzz
If he needs rush, I'm more than enough
Yeah, he only f*cks with the strong stuff