I like your whiskey 'n cigarettes, down 'n dirty, blueswoman rasp
I like your red wine, spicy food, and insatiable zest for life
I like the way you lick your lips and cock an eyebrow
While you send those shivers down my spine
When you lay those old-soul windows of mirth on me
When your dry callused palms grasp hold of mine
and you might as well be caressing my thighs
Yeahhh grrrl, I like the cut of your jib.
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