Whiskey, she's got me on fire
Making eyes like midnight
She's a toxic desire
Green eyed someone I imagine
Where you've been and where you might end up tonight
There's a tab for every refugee
Who's watching you in the bar-room light
Ginger, she goes down smoothe
More a seamstress than a temptress
Not a mistress, but a safer place to groove
She holds me close
She holds accountable
There are politicians dancing
Empty glasses, and a jukebox plays the fool
The bar is closing soon
And the song of the un-cool is singing everyone goodnight
And the saxophone performer plays
Take five in the corner, in the streetlamp light
The night is getting sober and the streets
Are getting colder from the winter bite
Tomorrow's front-page news and the taxi cab blues
Make me wonder, if it'll be alright
Will it be alright? Will it be alright?
Whiskey and ginger, whiskey and ginger
Make it feel alright