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Seaforth

Palm Of Your Hand

 

Palm Of Your Hand

(album: What I Get For Loving You - 2022)


My friends all dragged me out, now I'm glad as hell that they did, yeah
You got me jealous of the glass upon them lips
'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here
We go out just to paint the town here, I swear, no I swear to God

You just made his bar my favorite spot if you don't know what you got

It ain't just that dress that's gonna be falling tonight
It ain't just that neon buzzing off them bourbon eyes
And it ain't just that bottom shelf making me think I might as well
Be the ice in your glass, damn, it ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand

I ain't never felt this before, ain't never fell quite this quick before
Nah, same bar stool, 90 proof ain't hit like this before
'Cause girls like you don't come around here, 'round here
A girl like you might draw a crowd here, I swear, no I swear to God

You could sell me every night, probably buy it, yeah and that's probably why

It ain't just that dress that's gonna be falling tonight
It ain't just that neon buzzing off them bourbon eyes
And it ain't just that bottom shelf making me think I might as well
Be the ice in your glass, damn, it ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand

No, it ain't this crowded room, baby, it's just me and you

And it ain't just that dress that's gonna be falling tonight
It ain't just that neon buzzing off them bourbon eyes
And it ain't just that bottom shelf making me think I might as well
Be the ice in your glass, oh, it ain't just whiskey in the palm of your hand

Written by:
Jordan Dozzi, Mitch Thompson, Rocky Block, Tom Jordan

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