- cifra
Royal Canadian blended
The spicy aroma had mended me
Matured for years and imported
Into my glass you poured it
And you're the only reason
That I remain unfrozen
Suppose it stands to reason
That you would turn on me
You're so solid
You're so solid
It burns inside of me
'Cause you're so solid
It burns inside of me
Wild Turkey's been chosen
Its caramel nose can smell me
Arbourler, Jameson, I love you
The single malts come burning
And you're the only reason
That I remain unfrozen
Suppose it stands to reason
That you would turn on me
You're so solid
You're so solid
It burns inside of me
'Cause you're so solid
It burns inside of me
Royal Canadian blended
The spicy aroma had mended me
And you're the only reason
That I remain unfrozen
Suppose it stands to reason
That you would turn on me
You're so solid
You're so solid
It burns inside of me
'Cause you're so solid
It burns inside of me
