Every ***** in paradise flocks to you my love sippin' on that alcohol oh you're a cheap dime store drug but they gotta have you spilling outta their veins you got that emotional loving, babe you got them all in your brain
Whistle while you're working on 'em and they got tar and love in their lungs you're still knocking back that whiskey and they're all living off *** oh, emotional loving babe what's a girl gonna do they crave that emotional loving but all I crave is you