Besedila: Muse. Sober.

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
And Wild Turkey's been chosen
It's caramel nose can smell me
Arbourler Jameson, I love you
The single malts came 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