Hey you, been waiting some time
How bout a drink
No matter where we are the fame in the fortune will come
Eyes cold, the clock ticks on
How times have changed
And this ain't a fairy tale
Been waiting and nothing has grown
Man I don't know
"It's getting hold of me
Soothes my veins
Just one more taste
One more chase
Whiskey in my drink"
I thought, thru seasons we all change
But these past few nights, that's changed
Last call, before we go our separate ways
I guess these fairytales, were made up a while ago... man I don't know
"It's getting hold of me
Soothes my veins
Just one more taste
One more chase
Whiskey in my drink"
"It's getting hold of me
Soothes my veins
Just one more taste
One more chase
Whiskey in my drink"
"It's getting hold of me
Soothes my veins
Just one more taste
One more chase
Whiskey in my drink"
"It's getting hold of me
Soothes my veins
Just one more taste
One more chase
Whiskey in my drink"