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This whiskey got me feelin' pretty So pardon if I'm impolite I just really need your ass with me I'm sorry 'bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I'm turnt up upstairs and I love you Is the only thing that's in my mind You take me higher, higher than I've ever been, babe Just come over, let's pour a drink, babe I hope I ain't calling you too late, too late You light my fire Let's stay up late and smoke a J I wanna go back to the old way But I'm drunk instead, with a full ash tray With a little bit too much to say
Written by: Ernest Wilson, Jerry Butler, Kenneth Gamble, Leon Huff, Rihanna Fenty, Badriia Bourelly, James Fauntleroy
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