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TraduçãoJack D, there's a seven on the labelOne glass on the living room tablePhone face down, church up loudWas tryna drown you out tonight butFirst sip, I could feel you on my shoulderThe Tennessee heat had me feelin' colderThought a drink would get you off my mindBut this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeahOne last time, don't think twiceGirl, just pick it up and come overGive the bedroom door a little closureI know I told you I wouldn't call and I triedBut this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)You might think I don't really want you with meYou might tell me to empty out my whiskeyOr try changin' what I'm holdin' in my handTry another liquor, try another brand butIt don't matter if I got my lipsOn a different drink on a different nightYeah, the second that I take a sip all I'm gonna think isThis bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeahOne last time, don't think twiceGirl, just pick it up and come overGive the bedroom door a little closureI know I told you I wouldn't call and I triedBut this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)Thought a drink would get you off my mindI ain't sayin' I love you but I might'Cause this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeahOne last time don't think twiceGirl, just pick it up and come overGive the bedroom door a little closureI know I told you I wouldn't call and I triedBut this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)
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