Album : Moment Of Truth
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Long hair, flashing eyes
The kind of hips that make you fantasize
A slow smile, just meant to tease
One look and you'll be weak at the knees
They got my head in a whirl
'Cos I can't get enough of those whiskey girls

They got the world at their fingertips
With just a look and lick of the lips
They understand the rhythm of the night
I'm in a daze, I don't know wrong from right
They got my head in a whirl
'Cos I can't get enough of those whiskey girls

CHORUS
Hypnotised - by the whiskey girls
Compromised - out of this world
Lord above, could this be love
Ain't no doubt about it
I'm crazy about the whiskey girls

Whiskey girls are out on the town
They'll break your heart, they'll bring you down
Whiskey girls are out of control
For just one touch you'd sell your soul

The moon is high I'm getting out of the line
Whishful thinking with a one track mind
I'm having flashes, oh can't you see
they're walking through my private fantasy
Wearing only a necklace of pearls
Those slow walking, long-legged whiskey girls

CHORUS TWICE
Long hair, flashing eyes    The kind of hips that make you fantasize    A slow smile, just meant to tease    One look and you'll be weak at the knees    They got my head in a whirl    'Cos I can't get enough of those whiskey girls       They got the world at their fingertips    With just a look and lick of the lips    They understand the rhythm of the night    I'm in a daze, I don't know wrong from right    They got my head in a whirl    'Cos I can't get enough of those whiskey girls       CHORUS    Hypnotised - by the whiskey girls    Compromised - out of this world    Lord above, could this be love    Ain't no doubt about it    I'm crazy about the whiskey girls       Whiskey girls are out on the town    They'll break your heart, they'll bring you down    Whiskey girls are out of control    For just one touch you'd sell your soul       The moon is high I'm getting out of the line    Whishful thinking with a one track mind    I'm having flashes, oh can't you see    they're walking through my private fantasy    Wearing only a necklace of pearls    Those slow walking, long-legged whiskey girls       CHORUS TWICE