Strong Stuff

Only smokes Marlboro man Sings just like Waylon That kinda greenbroke bad Makes the devil start praying Looks like a religious experience A dark corner cool and mysterious Oh, baby, why you so serious? We got the same kinda curse He likes the long burn Right kinda wrong hurt He don't mess around with That watered down shit Something that ain't sweet So I think he'll like me With whiskey and love, takes more than a buzz Yeah, he only fucks with the strong stuff I'm a song that he won't forget And he's got that good taste He's drinking Black Label and I'm wearing black lace He's walking my way, and I'm shivering I know what he's gonna start whispering And I know, that I'm gonna give on in We got the same kinda curse He likes the long burn Right kinda wrong hurt He don't mess around with That watered down shit Something that ain't sweet So I think he'll like me With whiskey and love, takes more than a buzz Yeah, he only fucks with the strong stuff Lighting comes 'fore the thunder does And I like when it's raining He ain't seen anything like me But I think he can take it He likes the long burn Right kinda wrong hurt He don't mess around with That watered down shit Something that ain't sweet So I think he'll like me With whiskey and love, takes more than a buzz If he needs rush, I'm more than enough Yeah, he only fucks with the strong stuff