My Whiskey

You drank all my whiskey and that ain’t no way to be, You are feeling the drunk that was meant for me, You went where I wanted to go, Whiskey dreams and laughter don’t you know. Dance and sing in the pale moon light, A kiss and a punch started a fight, Crawling upstairs too your bed, Suffering tomorrow with the big head. So next time you toss my juice, Get wild and cut loose, Save a spot of cheer for my glass, So I too can put on the ass.