| She sees him flag down the waitress
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| A picture of greeting and class
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| She brings him his beer in a bottle
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| Then he goes and pours it in a glass
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| Longnecks ain’t nothin' without rednecks
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| It takes more than a cowboy hat to really make them cool
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| And rednecks ain’t nothin' without longnecks
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| That’s why we all feel ten feet tall sittin' on a stool
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| Now a bottle is what drinkin' was made for
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| It doesn’t take some suds to make that clear
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| You won’t find Martinis on the dance floor
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| But I can do the two-step drinkin' beer
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| Longnecks ain’t nothin' without rednecks
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| It takes more than some cowboy boots to really make them cool
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| And rednecks ain’t nothin' without longnecks
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| That’s why we all feel ten feet tall sittin' on a stool
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| Pour anything you want into a coctail
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| Those highbrow drinks don’t show how smart you are
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| It’s not that kinda class that made Budweiser
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| It’s the higher education at the bar
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| Longnecks ain’t nothin' without rednecks
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| It takes more than the honky tonk to really make them cool
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| And rednecks ain’t nothin' without longnecks
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| That’s why we all feel ten feet tall sittin' on a stool
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| Yeah, that’s why we all feel ten feet tall sittin' on a stool |