| If you see me comin' down the line
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| With my favorite honky-tonk in mind
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| Well, I’ll be here around suppertime
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| With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine
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| Beer drinkers
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| And hell raisers, yeah
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| Uh-huh, baby, don’t you wanna come with me?
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| The crowd gets loud and the band gets tight
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| Steel guitar all the night
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| Yeah, tryin' to cover up a corner fight
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| But everything’s cool 'cause they just tight
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| Beer drinkers
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| Hell raisers, yeah
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| Uh-huh, baby, don’t you wanna come with me?
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| Oh, play it, boy
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| The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin
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| Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in
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| Soundin' a lot like the house congressional
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| 'Cause we’re experimental and professional
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| Beer drinkers
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| Hell raisers, yeah
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| Uh-huh, baby, don’t you wanna come with me?
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| Beer drinkers
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| Hell raisers, yeah
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| Uh-huh, baby, don’t you wanna come with me?
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| Beer drinkers
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| Hell raisers, yeah
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| Uh-huh, baby, don’t you wanna come with me? |