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Scotch, Tequila And Cognac

Mmmmmmmm, mmmm Na, na, na, naaaa mmmmmmmm [Verse 1: spoken male, gravelly Southern drawl, low whisper—no tune] Down in my dusk-lit haze, Scotch, Tequila, Cognac blaze— I spit out words, half-gone, half-wasted, Cigarette rolled tight, smoke tasted. Drownin' in lines from this Calvados jar, That sweet damn heresy my soul lets scar— From a crooked saint's busted heart, Slow-burnin' me, tearin' me apart. Mmmmmmmm, mmmm Na, na, na, naaaa mmmmmmmm [Verse 2: spoken male, raspy growl, breath hot on the mic] Keep off my bars, don't cross my wire, This cage is mine—get gone, you liar! In here, boys shuffle barefoot, raw— No wings, no sky, just the law. You're the shame starin' back from every screw, No escape, no light—just me and you. Mmmmmmmm, mmmm Na, na, na, naaaa mmmmmmmm [Verse 3: spoken male, deep, smoky exhale—no melody] I catch your look like moon on still water— Lies floatin' easy 'cross that neckline slaughter. White fur curves, wide like a bayou mouth, Girl's grace ridin' the sidewalk south— Driftin' slow, like haze off a bottle, Teasin' me hard... no trouble. Mmmmmmmm, mmmm Na, na, na, naaaa mmmmmmmm In my twilight dive, Cognac-slick, Another night fades, tobacco thick. I'm the freight train stalled on the line— Always late, always mine. So lemme croon one more smoke, Or hunt that redhead's smoky poke... Mmmmmmmm, mmmm Na, na, na, naaaa mmmmmmmm