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Jerry Lee Lewis

It Was The Whiskey Talkin' Not Me

 

It Was The Whiskey Talkin' Not Me

(album: Young Blood - 1995)


Ah whiskey!

Last night we had a date, we stayed out late
I bought round after round
And just for you I played the fool
Yes, I was quite the clown
Words were spoken, hearts were broken
But now I hope you see
It was the whiskey talking, not me

I didn't mean to make a scene
It's really not my style
I raised some Cain and called some names
I guess I got myself a little wild
If I brag too loud and act too proud
Don't blame old Jerry Lee
It was the whiskey talking, not me

I had myself a little splash
I said, "You no good piece of trash"
Shot my mouth all through the night
Oh Lord, my bark's bigger than my bite
If lies were told, if I was bold
Don't take it personally
It was the whiskey talking, not me

Play it, son!

At the bar I bucked and roared
I picked a fight and I got floored
I had a shot, got plumb insane
Took everybody's name in vain
But all that stuff is just a bluff
I wouldn't hurt a flea
It was the whiskey talking, not me

Here we go, baby!
Hang onto my shirt tail!

I wanna hear some fiddle, son, play it!
[?]

The old devil makes me do some things
It takes a lot of nerve
How could I sass a gal like you
You're more than I deserve
Don't you get upset and please accept
Ol' Killer's apology
It was the whiskey talking, not me

Head up with some more moonshine
My mouth was working overtime
Just letting off a little steam
I ain't the Killer that I seem
Sometimes I'm strange, I might change
You got my guarantee
It was the whiskey talking, not me
Yes, that old whiskey talking, not me

Gimme a drink, baby

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