Sangria - Blake Shelton

You're crashing into me

Like waves on the coast

Every time we talk

You move in close

I don't want you stop

I don't want you to stop tonight

We've got the last two glasses

On a straw hook bar

Trying to remember

What number we are

String of white lights

Making your eyes shine tonight

We're buzzing like

That no vacancy sign out front

Your skin is begging to be kissed

By a little more than the sun

You take my hand in yours

You lean in

And your lips taste like sangria

Your lips taste like sangria

Recking ball dancing

Down the hallway

You're holding your shoes

Wearing my shades

We fall against the door

We fall into a wild warm kiss

We're buzzing like

That no vacancy sign out front

Your skin is begging to be kissed

By a little more than the sun

You take my hand in yours

You lean in

And your lips taste like sangria

Your lips taste like sangria

Only thing I want to do tonight

Is drink you like a Spanish wine

Let you let this head

Of mine keep spinning

Spinning around

We're buzzing like

That no vacancy sign out front

Your skin is begging to be kissed

By a little more than the sun

You take my hand in yours

You lean in

And your lips taste like sangria

Your lips taste like sangria

Your lips taste like sangria

Your lips taste like sangria

Only thing I want to do tonight

Is drink you like a Spanish wine

Let you let this head of mine

Keep spinning spinning around