Irish Margaritas - Harriet

One more time

I told her I would meet her even though I said I’d stop

And it’s out of line

These Irish Margaritas bring me right back to the start

And I’d say

One more drink and I might tell you all my secrets

And I’m pretty good at keeping them alive

One more drink and I might bite you on the shoulder

While I hold you in the parking lot until the sun goes down

I could take you higher

But I can’t take you home

You’re a tough desire

You may be all I needed but it’s not like we’re alone

It’s getting late

But it’s hard to justify keeping my hands off of the phone

I concentrate

Trying to remind myself why we just don’t belong

And I’d say

One more drink and I might show up at your doorstep

Knowing full and well the probability that he’s inside

One more drink and I might tap you on the shoulder

Tell you, «Babe you know it’s over»

And I know that that’s a lie

I could take you higher

But I can’t take you home

You’re a tough desire

You may be all I needed but it’s not like we’re alone

I could take you higher

But I think I should go

You’re a tough desire

You may be all I needed but it’s hard to let it go

I could take you higher

But I think I should go

I could take you higher

I could take you higher

I could take you higher

But I think I should go