Boots and Bourbon

(woo) Behind the velvet ropes she moves

Swaying slow to a heavy groove

Her boots are tall,

her heels are high

She's got a fire in her eye

She spins around that cold brass pole

She's taking names, she's taking souls

She drops it low,

she makes it bend

I'm spending everything I spend (Lord help me)

She's a stage-light sinner,

a midnight queen

The dirtiest dancer that I've ever seen

Skin on skin, she's casting a spell

Take my hand

and drag me to hell (yeah)

She's climbing up, she's hanging tight

Her golden hair is catching light

She slides it down against my knees

Got me begging on my knees (please,

baby)

She spins around that cold brass pole

She's taking names, she's taking souls

She drops it low,

she makes it bend

I'm spending everything I spend

(ooh yeah)

She's a stage-light sinner,

a midnight queen

The dirtiest dancer that I've ever seen

Skin on skin, she's casting a spell

Take my hand

and drag me to hell (whoa!) (yeah!)

She's a stage-light sinner,

a midnight queen The dirtiest dancer that I've ever seen

Skin on skin, she's casting a spell

Take my hand and drag me to hell

She's a sinner... (mmmmm)

Watch her spin...

(yeah, just like that)