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{clean acoustic guitar
Travis picking} {melancholic
pedal steel volume swells}
Pour another glass of that high shelf remedy
Trying to wash down the way you looked at me
It burns on the way down,
sweet on the tongue
Just like the wild songs we used to have sung
{intimate close-mic'd female country vocal}
Oh,
love is like liquor,
warm in the chest
A beautiful habit I never could quit
One little sip and I'm losing my mind Drifting away
to a sweeter design (yeah)
{soaring
vocal harmony} {full band country chorus entry} Bottles on the counter,
shadows on the wall
Waiting by the kitchen for your late-night call They say it's a
poison, they say it's a trap
But I keep on running
right into your lap {subdued intimate vocal}
Oh, love is like liquor,
warm in the chest
A beautiful habit I never could quit
One little sip and I'm losing my mind Drifting away
to a sweeter design
(mmmmm) {powerful dynamic
lift}
Just one more drop of you...
(one more drop) {melancholic acoustic guitar fadeout} {fading pedal steel}