The Finest Tequila

Girl, You haven't lived
You are the finest tequila
Spilled on the floor
Please hold my hand and
I'll make sure
You wake up happy, happy with me

There'll be tears in your eyes
When I tell you what's inside
I see everything you hide
And I'll save you from this life

Girl, You haven't loved
You are the angel of nice
Veering towards Lucifer
He tried everything for her
Please hold my hand dear and
I'll make sure
You wake up happy, happy with me

There'll be tears in your eyes
When I tell you what's inside
I see everything you hide
And I'll save you from this life

Hold my hand, dear
Get off the floor
And I'll make sure, dear
You wake up happy, happy with me