V1 Strolled into the Whiskey Depot To throw down a cold one or a couple Saw Lisa there, her honey-blonde hair And I knew the night was headed for trouble… Last time we kept company I woke up without my pride and cowboy hat She hollered to the bartender as I entered “Give that man a shot of Cuervo on my tab…” CH Me, Lisa, and tequila, that's one treacherous trio When she looks at me through liquor lenses My self-control goes up in smoke Her spicy smile gets the best of my senses She's a bad decision in lipstick and heels Lawd forgive me for how she makes me feel I oughta know better, but I get amnesia… Whenever it's me, Lisa, and tequila… V2 Woke up Sunday on the Struggle Bus Lisa dressed in nothin’ but my Stetson Couldn't find my phone or keys Too hungover to even start guessin’… She whispered, "Baby, we had fun" I mumbled, "Maybe so if I could remember" Lisa smiled and handed me my boots Said, "Don’t ‘cha love a lil adventure…" CH Me, Lisa, and tequila, that's one treacherous trio When she looks at me through liquor lenses My self-control goes up in smoke Her spicy smile gets the best of my senses She's a bad decision in lipstick and heels Lawd forgive me for how she makes me feel I oughta know better, but I get amnesia… Whenever it's me, Lisa, and tequila… BR Well I swear I’ve learned my lesson Tell myself the same thing after every weekend Then the next one comes in hot, an’ lessons get forgotten With another wink…and a few free shots… CH Me, Lisa, and tequila, that's one treacherous trio When she looks at me through liquor lenses My self-control goes up in smoke Her spicy smile gets the best of my senses She's a bad decision in lipstick and heels Lawd forgive me for how she makes me feel I oughta know better, but I get amnesia… Whenever it's me, Lisa, and tequila… ½ CH Whoa… She's a bad decision in lipstick and heels Lawd forgive me for how she makes me feel I oughta know better, but I get amnesia… Whenever it's me, Lisa, and tequila… Outro Whenever it's me, Lisa, and tequila… Yeah…me, Lisa, and tequila…
