Southern Belle lyrics

I know you're down in NOLA And I'm in a different state But I coulda swore I heard you A couple stools away And I just had to turn around To shake a shadow of a doubt, it might be you Yeah, 'cause something felt familiar When she walked up to the bar She ordered up a Julep With a Louisiana drawl My mind ran off to somewhere Now I'm drinking in a world of déjà vu Ooh, that rings a southern belle It's a burn that I know all too well I can taste you in this whiskey glass Every sip of seven takes me back To that Bourbon Street summer Hands all over each-other If they pour me one more I'll get to looking up a number That rings a southern belle So leave that bottle sitting on the shelf It's Journey on the jukebox The smell of Lucky Strikes Kissing under Spanish moss And cotton candy skies It ain't just jasmine in the air That brings you back to me Hell, it's damn near everything That rings a southern belle It's a burn that I know all too well I can taste you in this whiskey glass Every sip of seven takes me back To that Bourbon Street summer Hands all over each-other If they pour me one more I'll get to looking up a number That rings a southern belle So leave that bottle sitting on the shelf Am I on your mind Like you've been on mine Baby, I can't lie I want one more tonight That rings a southern belle It's a burn that I know all too well I can taste you in this whiskey glass Every sip of seven takes me back To that Bourbon Street summer Hands all over each-other If they pour me one more I'll get to looking up a number That rings a southern belle So leave that bottle sitting on the shelf