Capo 3
[Verse 1]
G
This whiskey got me feelin' pretty
Em
So pardon if I'm impolite
C
I just really need your ass with me
D
I'm sorry 'bout the other night
[Verse 2]
G
And I know I could be more creative
Em
And come up with poetic lines
C
But I'm turnt up upstairs and "I love you"
D
Is the only thing that's in my mind
[Verse 3]
G Em
You take me higher, higher than I've ever been, babe
C
Just come over, let's pour a drink, babe
D
I hope I ain't calling you too late, too late
[Chorus]
D G
You light my fire
Em
Let's stay up late and smoke a J
C
I wanna go back to the old way
D C G
But I'm drunk and still with a full ash tray
C D Em/C
With a little bit too much to say
