Alcohol

At the edge of the end of the day

She sets a course upon a wave

With a sparkle in her eye

Let's you nurse upon her lie

She goes down like alcohol

She goes down like alcohol

Delicious to the taste

Not a drop will go to waste

She goes down like alcohol

The way she bites her lips, I-

And the curvature of her hips, I-

And her perfume in the air

And the fact she doesn't care

She goes down like alcohol

She goes down like alcohol

Delicious to the taste

Not a drop will go to waste

She goes down like alcohol