Sam Varga - Sex & Whiskey Lyrics

She hates picket fences but loves Rock n' Roll
Don't need no diamond just the radio
Got some bottles underneath the seat
Four Roses for her and some Jack for me

Well I'll take her wherever she wants to go
If she needs a beach or Colorado smoke
Long days under different skies
And us in the backseat every night

We'll be two gypsies baby with one rebel soul
Running down a highway with no place to go
And we'll still be running when the tank goes empty
'Cuz you and me run on sex and whiskey
Sex and whiskey...

Shaking Polaroid pictures of you and me
Living our own American dream
Never settle down never living slow
Ain't no front porch like an open road

We'll be two gypsies baby with one rebel soul
Running down a highway with no place to go
And we'll still be running when the tank goes empty
'Cuz you and me run on sex and whiskey
Sex and whiskey...

We'll be two gypsies baby with one rebel soul
Running down a highway with no place to go
And we'll still be running when the tank goes empty
'Cuz you and me run on sex and whiskey
Sex and whiskey...
Sex and whiskey...
Sex and whiskey...