Drew Bowen

Drew Bowen

 Chapel Hill, North Carolina, USA
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Sweet T

Written By: Drew Bowen

Sweet T

She’s an east-coast Yankee with a west-coast tan
As fake as her I.D
She spends more time cradlin’ a Bud Light can
Than she spends holdin’ me

Last night she fled arrest
She was drunk and tried her best
But she got caught, and now I’m free

So I left this afternoon
And I’ll be seein’ Taylor soon
The sky is blue as far as I can see
It’s a simple feelin’ drive
Simple ‘cause I feel alive
So she can drink alone ‘cause I’d rather be
Gettin’ drunk off of my sweet T

Now, T and me, people used to call us lame
‘Cause we’d stay home at night
They’d go out drinkin’ beer and runnin’ game
But I know I had it right

All the buzz I need is her
Sittin’ just the way we were
And right now I need a drink

So I left this afternoon
And I’ll be seein’ Taylor soon
The sky is blue as far as I can see
These hills are rollin’ by
Underneath the Southern sky
Love was always right next door to me
Get me drunk off of my sweet T

I left this afternoon
And I’ll be seein’ Taylor soon
The sky is blue as far as I can see
And once she hits my lips
I start takin’ bigger sips
She seeps into my soul so silently
And I’m drunk off of my sweet T