| That girl still holds my hand sometimes late at night
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| I tell her thanks no one knows, wipe the tears away when she cries
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| Damn, it feels a lot like love every time I hold her tight
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| And everybody wonders why I can’t get her off my mind
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| She likes to drink, but never alone
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| Well she jams Merle Haggard and loves George Jones
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| Yeah, you oughta see her dance somewhere down 6th Street
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| She sips wine straight from the bottle
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| Says nothin' tastes better than sweet white moscato
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| Yeah and I know theres nowhere she’d rather be
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| Than down in Texas next to me
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| Down in Texas next to me
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| Her eyes shine, like New York lights
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| She gets a little wild like Las Vegas nights
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| She tells me I’m wrong, even when I’m right
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| Damn she looks good right by my side
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| The life of the party, closin' down the bars
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| A late night sipper, still breakin' hearts
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| Yeah that girl’s my best friend
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| She likes to drink, but never alone
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| Well she jams Merle Haggard and loves George Jones
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| Yeah, you oughta see her dance somewhere down 6th Street
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| She sips wine straight from the bottle |
| Says nothin' tastes better than sweet white moscato
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| Yeah and I know theres nowhere she’d rather be
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| Than down in Texas next to me
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| Down in Texas next to me
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| She falls asleep with my t-shirt on
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| Hometown Badboy is her favorite song
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| She knows every word by heart
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| She carries a smile, wherever she goes
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| She can be my little lady, and everybody knows
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| Yeah everybody knows
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| She likes to drink, but never alone
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| Well she jams Merle Haggard and loves George Jones
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| Yeah, you oughta see her dance somewhere down 6th Street
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| She sips wine straight from the bottle
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| Says nothin' tastes better than sweet white moscato
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| Yeah and I know theres nowhere she’d rather be
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| Than down in Texas getting' drunk with me
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| Down in Texas next to me
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| She likes to drink, but never alone
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| Well she jams Merle Haggard and loves George Jones |