I can still shut down a party
I can hang with anybody
I can drink whiskey and red wine
Champagne all night
Little Scotch on the rocks and I'm fine, I'm fine.
I can kiss somebody brand new and not even think about you
I can show up to the same bar
Hear the same songs in my car
Baby, your memory it only hits me this hard.
But when I taste tequila, baby I still see ya
Cuttin' up the floor in a sorority t-shirt
The same one you wore when we were
Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
Swearin' on a Bible, baby, I'd never leave ya
I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste tequila
When I taste tequila.