Southern Comfort |
(Lyrics by Phil Cole)
I'VE SEEN MY SHARE OF WHISKEY AND I LOVE TO DRINK THE BEST BUT SHE'S GOT PRETTY BLUE EYES AND A SMILE I CAN'T FORGET SHE DON'T LIKE MY DRINKING SHE WANTS A SOBER MAN SHE SAYS, I BEST BE QUITTING BUT I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN
THERE'LL BE NO MORE SOUTHERN COMFORT THAT'S WHAT SHE SAYS I WANT YOU CLEAN AND SOBER WHEN YOU'RE LYING IN MY BED
NO SOUTHERN COMFORT AND THAT'S MY ULTIMATUM OR YOU WON'T BE SATISFIED
WELL SHE KNOWS THE RULES OF COMBAT
I'M CAUGHT IN THE CROSS FIRE
THERE'LL BE NO MORE SOUTHERN COMFORT THAT'S WHAT SHE SAYS I WANT YOU CLEAN AND SOBER WHEN YOU'RE LYING IN MY BED
NO SOUTHERN COMFORT AND THAT'S MY ULTIMATUM OR YOU WON'T BE SATISFIED
SOUTHERN COMFORT, STILL CALLS, MY NAME SOUTHERN COMFORT, IT'S STILL, THE ONE, TO BLAME
THERE'LL BE NO MORE SOUTHERN COMFORT THAT'S WHAT SHE SAYS I WANT YOU CLEAN AND SOBER WHEN YOU'RE LYING IN MY BED
NO SOUTHERN COMFORT AND THAT'S MY ULTIMATUM OR YOU WON'T BE SATISFIED
THERE'LL BE NO MORE SOUTHERN COMFORT THAT'S WHAT SHE SAYS I WANT YOU CLEAN AND SOBER WHEN YOU'RE LYING IN MY BED
NO SOUTHERN COMFORT AND THAT'S MY ULTIMATUM OR YOU WON'T BE SATISFIED
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