Too dumb to speak to me
Too stupid to lie
I think it’s something in the water
You
You’re one in a million
About a million miles away
From using your head
I’ll keep you up until the drinking is done
I’m on the whiskey shots
I need that golden invitation
It’s time
Time to be taken
I need to taste your filthy reputation
Chorus:
The wizard sleeve is the place I want to be
I’m out of breath
And I’m starting to sweat
I’m on a drinking high
I’ve dealt an ace now
I think it’s time to seduce you
You
You’re one in a million
You’ve got the sugar
But you’re still not using your head