Whiskey In A Teacup Lyrics - Dean Brody

She might look like a delicate flower 

Little frill on her pink tank top 

Yeah she talks kinda soft with a little country drawl 

Old money in the way she walks 

My baby she looks kinda harmless 

Boys hit on her from right to left 

But judge a book by her cover and you're in for it brother 

She's tea with a ninety proof twist 

You better like whiskey, you better like smoke 

A little bit a burn when you take a toke 

A triple shot of buzz in your espresso 

When you take a sip - when she's on your lips 

She might look like Sunday morning 

But she oughta come with a general warning 

If you think that you can shoot her straight 

You better pucker up 

Cause she's whiskey in a teacup 

She's whiskey in a teacup 

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When she was little she learned the graces 

Momma taught her how a lady should be 

But Grand-mammy snuck around, took that little girl out 

And let her play in the mud in the creek 

Well behaved girls rarely make history 

She said there's wild in this family tree 

So when you find a boy you love make sure he's man enough 

To hold the liquor that he's bout to drink 

You better like whiskey, you better like smoke 

A little bit a burn when you take a toke 

A triple shot of buzz in your espresso 

When you take a sip - when she's on your lips 

She might look like Sunday morning 

But she oughta come with a general warning 

If you think that you can shoot her straight 

You better pucker up 

Cause she's whiskey in a teacup 

She's whiskey in a teacup 

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She's the wobble in my walk 

St-t-tutter in my talk 

She's a party I just can't leave 

She's the last call, make ya fall 

China Doll in overalls 

And boys she comes home with me 

Cause I like whiskey, I like a little smoke 

A little bit a burn when I take a toke 

A triple shot of buzz in my espresso 

When I take a sip - she's on my lips 

She might look like Sunday morning 

But she oughta come with a general warning 

If you think that you can shoot her straight 

You better pucker up 

Cause she's whiskey in a teacup 

She's whiskey in a teacup 

She's whiskey in a teacup