[Verse 1]
You are my whiskey
I'll make you mine
I can just taste it
All of these shot boys
Think I'm divine
But I don't want to waste it
They're like a second, but you're like a day
Yeah I used to hit it then go on my way
Boy I get so tipsy with you on my mind
I like the whisky with my nursery rhyme

[Chorus]
Throw it back, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back
Sip it slow

[Verse 2]
You're on the top shelf, and I'm looking up
Perfectly crafted, bartender tell me
What's in that cup, yeah I got to have it
I know you won't burn when I drink my glass
I know how to drink it I learn pretty fast
So take me to bed babe, and I'll close my eyes
Yeah I like the whisky with my lullaby

[Chorus]
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back, back
Throw it back, back back
Sip it slow
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back, back, back
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it back
Throw it, throw it back, back, back
Throw it, throw it back, back, back
Throw it, throw it back, back
Throw it back
Throw it back
Sip it slow
Sip it slow