Sunshine & Whiskey - Frankie Ballard

Chilling on a beach with my sweet Georgia peach

Not a care in the world, just trying to beat the heat

Body like an hourglass, sand on her feet

I can’t help but stare cause I got the best seat

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any hotter you slid on in

Said, «I'm a little hot and bothered, if you know what I mean

Let’s crank it up to a hundred degrees»

You hit me like fire, shot me like a bullet

Burned me up and down, no way to cool it

But every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey

Like a bottle of Jack straight to the head

One shot, two shot, Coppertone red

Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey

I was slow driving south with the top drop down

Her hair in the wind, Tom Petty up loud

You gave me that look, you licked them lips

I said, «Hang on baby, better pull over for this»

I don’t wanna get DWK, driving while kissing they’ll put you away

You hit me like fire, shot me like a bullet

Burned me up and down, no way to cool it

But every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey

It’s like a bottle of Jack straight to the head

One shot, two shot, Coppertone red

Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey

Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey

Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey