From the recording The Beaverdam Sessions

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Lyrics

© Kirsten Hazler - all rights reserved
 
Well I was drunk on margaritas and feeling fine
Your eyes were sparkling as you threw me a line
What was this impulsive girl supposed to do?
I leaned across the table and I kissed you
 
Your lips were sweeter than a margarita
So sweet I didn't even mind the cigarettes
Your lips were sweeter than a margarita
 
Well you came to my door carrying flowers in your hands
I thought this heart was getting another chance
You know this poor heart has been much darker than blue
But something brightened when I kissed you
 
Your lips were sweeter than a margarita
So sweet I almost didn’t mind your politics
Your lips were sweeter than a margarita
 
Eleven days we stoked the fire
Then it all came crashing down like a funeral pyre
You might say this wounded heart is bound to misunderstand
I’ll say I wasted my time on yet another man
 
Oh but those kisses…
mmm-mmm-mmm….
So sweet I don't even mind a few regrets
Your lips were sweeter than a margarita
and tangy too
salty sweet and tangy too
salty sweet and tangy too