Lyrics: Jana Kramer. Other. Whiskey.

everybody down in Houston calls him Texas
everybody way up north calls him cornbread
you should've heard the way that his mama calls him baby
daddy calls him boy, his friends call him crazy


shoulda just called it like i saw it
shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
i shoulda just called him whiskey

wore my body to the core just like a blanket
it tasted so sweet and you took my breath away
hit me so hard like a rock through a window
i knew i was in trouble from the moment i met you, boy

shoulda just called it like i saw it
shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day

the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
i shoulda just called him whiskey

now there's no sense
he's gone like the wind
and i can barely feel the pain

shoulda just called it like i saw it
i shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me

oh the burning sting and the high and the heat
and the left me one more feeling way he kissed me
i shoulda just called him whiskey (3x)