Blake Shelton Cold Can
Some nights, it's whiskey
Sipping on a strong fifth of fix me
Singing on some way back Whitley
Sitting in the dark
Sometimes, it's white wine
Holding on tight to your lifeline
Just trying to unwind in her arms
But tonight feels like
A little bit of fiddle and a little bit of steel
Little bit of rhythm with a honky-tonk feel
Yeah, a honky-tonk feels like a Friday night
Holding my baby feels so right
Gonna lean on the bar, catch a neon buzz
Sip on the kind I kinda like
Yeah, kinda feels like a cold-can kinda night
Some nights, it's José
Four-letter words and Español, aye
After a long take it with a grain of salt day
A little grain of salt make it all alright
But tonight feels like
A little bit of fiddle and a little bit of steel
Little bit of rhythm with a honky-tonk feel
Yeah, a honky-tonk feels like a Friday night
Holding my baby feels so right
Gonna lean on the bar, catch a neon buzz
Sip on the kind I kinda like
Yeah, kinda feels like a cold-can kinda night
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Kinda feels like, kinda feels like, kinda feels like a cold-can night
Kinda feels like, kinda feels like, kinda feels like a cold-can night
With a little bit of fiddle and a little bit of steel
Little bit of rhythm with a honky-tonk feel
Yeah, a honky-tonk feels like a Friday night
Holding my baby feels so right
Gonna lean on the bar, catch a neon buzz
Sip on the kind I kinda like
Yeah, kinda feels like a cold-can kinda night
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(Kinda feels like, kinda feels like, kinda feels like a cold-can night) cold-can kinda night
(Kinda feels like, kinda feels like, kinda feels like a cold-can night) cold-can kinda night
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