Still Can’t Feel The Gin Ray LaMontagne

I still can't feel the gin
Though the air has grown thick
Yes, and the room, it does spin
Here she comes again
With her eyes like flames
Yes, and her silk-like skin

She can't keep no rhythm
And I can't count no time
She's the best thing that I have seen
In this joint tonight

All I want to do
Is, woman, just to dance with you
All I want to say
Yes, is, "Woman, could you walk my way?"

Oh no, where will I go
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, I wake up alone

Jukebox is jumping all over that country blues
She lets down her hair and slips off her shoes
Maybe she's just a little too high
Maybe she ain't got that much to lose
You cannot deny that the way she moves