Top Shelf Songtext
von Jarrod Morris

Way up there′s a bottle of single barrel bourbon still filled halfway
And right there on the side of the label is a faded red lipstick stain
Sitting there next to a polaroid picture in a dusty old frame
Two young lovers holding onto each other in the pourin' down rain

I keep em′ on the top shelf, just a little out of reach
Where I know I can't get to them and they can't get to me
I think I oughta let em′ go, cause I can′t help myself
So for just a little longer, till I'm a little stronger
I keep em′ on the top shelf

Way down here I mill around knowing that I'll never get another one like that
Cause the price is too high but I try to disguise what I think I′m worth inside
Scared to grab a ladder and climb up and have her cause I'm afraid it′s gonna buckle on me
But the truth is though, that them both are out of my league


I keep em' on the top shelf, just a little out of reach
Where I know I can't get to them and they can′t get to me
I think I oughta let em′ go, cause I can't help myself
So for just a little longer, till I′m a little stronger
Yeah I keep em' on the top shelf
Woah, I keep em′ on the top shelf

It's the same place, the whiskey′s been aged
Same place I always see your face
I hate to see it all go to waste
It's the same place, the liquor lays and waits
Same place, you're only a call away
And I hate, I can′t afford a taste

I keep em′ on the top shelf, just a little out just a little out of reach
Where I know I can't get to them and they can′t get to me
I think I oughta let em' go, cause I can′t help myself
So for just a little longer till I'm a little stronger
Yeah for just a little longer till I′m a little stronger

I keep em' on the top shelf
I keep em' on the top shelf
Way up there′s a bottle of single barrel bourbon still filled halfway
And right there on the label is a faded red lipstick stain