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letra de moonshine - moonshine bandits

featuring d. boone

i breath better in a smoke filled room
i sleep better in the afternoon
when i go home it’s a motel room
moonshine on me, moonshine on you

i roamed away from home to make it known the microphone skills shine like the dawn, still the night brings a cold chill
the moon’s full as boone pulls up to a ‘dingy dive bar’
a place even the waitresses face has got an eye scar
fleetwood mac on the jukebox on a slow night,
lady behind the bar got a pack of marlboro lights
rolled up in her sleeves stocking the cooler
i park it on the stool
she said: what you need?
i say: what you got? said make it a jack and c-ke
she said: ok and where you staying?
i said: i’m laying my head across the street at the holiday inn
and i asked what time they close
she said: you can stay till the am
said: ain’t you danny boone the man who rocks the planet
bet your pen sign more t-tties than i b-lls saw janet’s
i said: d-mn it! why don’t we get out of this bar-
grab a bottle, she dropped her apr-n said i’ll meet you at the car
she stepped out in the moon shine looking like a star

i breath better in a smoke filled room
i sleep better in the afternoon
when i go home it’s a motel room
moonshine on me, moonshine on you

i love my smoke filled rooms, dive bar saloons
i love the ladies undergarments on the knotty pine roof
i’ve never liked the last call, my happy hours at noon
i drink my jack out the bottle like a bottle of boones
hey lady with the broom, can you play some johnny cash?
here’s a couple dollars for you, for your coaster and gl-ss
she wiped the dust of the bottle gave me single barell m-ss
said i sip my liquor quicker then your cigarette will last
i hit the bathroom stall, names upon the wall
conversation with my alcohol seem to be long
i contemplating taking time to give my lady a call
or i’m chasing down the devil with my latest jagerbomb
i told my broad i’m on a drinking binge, i’m at it again
cause i love the way she tastes
i love the squeak of the hinge
so when the br-ss doors open and the smoke seeps in
i hit the bed with my bottle, you can bet we sleeping in ’cause

i breath better in a smoke filled room
i sleep better in the afternoon
when i go home it’s a motel room
moonshine on me, moonshine on you

i love that kinda place where the neon lights
chase away all the problems that we all face
when i’m parkin on a stool i get the kinda feeling,
take a sip, look up, see dollar bills on the ceiling
hear the crack of a cue ball breaking a rack
hear a group full of friends laughing in the back
then it hits me like a brick as i wash one down
this the kinda bar that reminds me of my town
if these walls could talk i know they’d say the same thing
watch us grow up and how we all had to change
and my 21st, drink all them shots together
i remember how you said that we’d always last forever
well that didn’t work, babe, and i couldn’t breath
it gave me shelter from the storm when i was in need
so i’m a light a cigarette and give you one more minute
take another shot of beam when i’m finished reminiscing
’cause i

i breath better in a smoke filled room
i sleep better in the afternoon
when i go home it’s a motel room
moonshine on me, moonshine on you

- moonshine bandits

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