Whiskey Do My Talkin’ Brooks & Dunn

I'm not some c'mon strong, Romeo cowboy
No, I'm not that type
Without a little help, I'd prob'ly have two left feet
But you ain't gonna let that happen tonight
Turn up that jukebox, sit me at the bar
I promised her the moon, you throw in the stars

Whiskey, do my talkin'
Say all the things I can't
Here's to you, my hundred proof friend
Oh, go on an' do your thing
She's just a line away from fallin'
Goin' wild, an' honky-tonkin'...
Whiskey, do my talkin'

I'm better on the street in the broad daylight
If I could bring myself to speak or get a word out right
But you put me in a bar-room, you put a drink in my hand...
I'm a cool, calm, collected, silver-tongued ladies man

Whiskey, do my talkin'
Say all the things I can't
Here's to you, my hundred proof friend
Oh, go on an' do your thing
She's just a line away from fallin'
Goin' wild, an' honky-tonkin'...
Whiskey, do my talkin'