Whiskey Kisser

(album: Blitzen Trapper - 2003)

I can see her coming through the trees
Beautiful and broken at the knees
Every time I kiss your lips I swear it makes me sneeze
Cause' darling you're a pistol crack just floating in the breeze

Putting on your lipstick in the dark
Sucking on a bottle in a burned down trailer park
Every time I kiss your lips I swear it leaves a mark
But oh, gee, what is wrong with me
'Cause darling you're a whiskey kisser and it's killing me

I swear I love you but when all is said and done
If you've got somewhere to be then tell it to my gun
I can see her sleeping on the floor
Curled up like a snake beside the door
Why is your kid's sister always dressed up like a whore
But oh, gee, won't you come with me
'Cause darling it's a perfect land for highway robbery

You got me shaking like a leaf on a tree
Drip saw your broken high heels floating on the sea
(Can't talk now)

Sitting down on highway 61
In a broke-down Cadillac just waiting for the sun
I can see the headlights on the outskirts of the town
It looks like state trolleys hunting someone down
'Cause darling I can see your shadow laying on the ground
You're in your underwear just shooting at the moon
And if I ever sober up I'll join you there real soon
Soon, bang, bang, bang