Whiskey Hole

Whiskey hoe, there she goes
Sit right down or lean and pose
Open wide, let rivers roll
Slide right in that whiskey hole
Whiskey hole, hot and bold
Every sip makes secrets told
Don’t ask why, just lose control
She’s wide awake in her whiskey hole

Red dress drippin’ like aged old rye
Eyes like honey, tongue bone dry
Starts real cute, ends in heat
Whiskey drips from head to seat
Glass one soft, glass two slick
Glass three fast, four real quick
By glass five she pays that toll
Turnin’ ‘round  it’s the whiskey hole

Whiskey hole, low and tight
Tipsy turnin’ off the light
One more swig and down we go
Fallin’ into that whiskey hole
Whiskey hole, sweet and slow
Let that bourbon overflow
Bend and sway, then lose your soul
Floatin’ down the whiskey hole

Hands on thighs, face in flame
Ain’t no shame when she plays that game
No chaser, just straight regret
Bite the cork and place your bet
Body's buzzin’, mind’s in space
Every hole got a whiskey taste
She winked and said, “Fill the bowl”
Guess what, boy that’s whiskey hole

Whiskey hole, roll that dough
Stack those shots, then touch your toes
Booty bounce, lose control
Ring that bell at the whiskey hole
Whiskey hole, she don’t stroll
She rides that pour like it’s her goal
Lips say “stop” but hips say “go”
Take the backroad to the whiskey hole

Teeth gone numb, she don’t even blink
Got that wild-eyed whiskey kink
Sweat on the floor, knees gone numb
Drumbeat deep like a back end drum
Whiskey trail from lips to crack
Glass tipped slow, she don’t look back
Now she breathes from a different soul
Tongue retired it’s whiskey hole


Whiskey hole, rise and shine
Drop that glass and cross that line
Kiss it fast or tap it slow
Welcome in to the whiskey show
Whiskey hole, ride that pole
Take your shot and play your role
No way out once you enroll
Class dismissed it’s whiskey hole

Summer school heat, sittin’ out back
Barefoot buzzin’ in a whiskey track
She layin’ low where the river rolls
Sippin’ slow, patchin’ whiskey holes
Bare cheeks pressin’ on sunbaked stone
Healin’ deep like muscle and bone
Pig came whistlin’ past the trees
She smiled wide in the summer breeze
My mouth kicked in with no control
Tasted the truth of her whiskey soul

Whiskey hole, cool and clean
Healed by rocks and tangerine
No more burn, just sweet patrol
Summer breeze in her whiskey hole
Whiskey hole, soft and slow
Nature’s cure in that southern glow
Mouth takes over, warm and whole
Oh that feelin’… that whiskey hole

Morning light on her tangled hair
Butt on ice like she just don’t care
Wrapped in a towel, sittin’ real still
Tryna remember what she tried to kill
Toasted cheeks on a bag of rice
Thinkin’ ‘bout whiskey in a glass with spice
She swore, “No more,” with a holy sigh
Then opened the fridge… and winked one eye

Whiskey hole, back again
Sayin’ “never” with a little grin
Sun come up, but the thirst still grows
And the bottle knows where the whiskey goes
Whiskey hole, she tried to heal
But that cork got sex appeal
Night rolls in, she plays her role
Here we go back to the whiskey hoe