Whiskey in a Wine Glass

Lyrics

When daddy's little angel with her mama's eyes Came rollin' up straight from the city lights In a brand new beamer not made to drive These dirt roads I couldn't give myself one reason why A girl like her would be stoppin' by A blue collar town on a Friday night Yeah, I didn't know... Until she closed down our little hole in the wall Answering that last call (chorus) She's a little white trash Little bit of high class Splash of jack Better watch your back She's a sundress, hot mess Livin' on the edge Ridin' both sides of the tracks She's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey In a wine glass She likes burnin' up smoke everywhere she goes From her Marlboro Red's to the county roads Yeah, the cover of her book don't make no sense at all Until she pulls back into that picket fence house She's lockin' up the truth so it don't come out Mama don't know Daddy don't see That side of her that screams (chorus) She's a little white trash Little bit of high class Splash of jack Better watch your back She's a sundress, hot mess Livin' on the edge Ridin' both sides of the tracks She's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey In a wine glass I used to see those angel wings Now they're starting to shed And that halo above her head Is only hanging on by a thread 'Cause she's a little white trash Little bit of high class Splash of jack You better watch your back She's a sundress, hot mess Livin' on the edge Ridin' both sides of the tracks She's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey Yeah whiskey, whiskey, whiskey She's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey In a wine glass Yeah, in a wine glass