| I gotta say
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| Boy, after only just a couple of dates
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| You’re hands down, outright blowing my mind
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| In nearly every single way
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| You’re amazing and yet
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| There’s only so much I can get
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| From picnics, long walks, flowers and talks
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| Baby here’s what I suggest
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| It’s time I see ya belly-up to a bar
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| How 'bout ya show me what kind of cowboy you are?
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| Are you a Kenny tequila, Buffet margarita
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| Or an Alan Jackson hurricane?
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| Are you a good time, flask of moonshine
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| Going George Strait to my brain?
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| A girl can tell a lot about a boy in one shot
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| I gotta know you’ve got a Bocephus side
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| So what’s in the cup, order it up
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| Who am I drinking tonight?
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| You might not have guessed
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| Judging by my heels and lacy dress
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| I’m a wide-neck Gretchen, Loretta Lynn
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| I’ve learned from the best
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| Women like that know how to throw a few back
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| We gotta have a man who can keep up with all that
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| Are you a Kenny tequila, Buffet margarita
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| Or an Alan Jackson hurricane?
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| Are you a good time, flask of moonshine
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| Going George Strait to my brain?
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| A girl can tell a lot about a boy in one shot
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| I gotta know you’ve got a Bocephus side
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| So what’s in the cup, order it up
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| Who am I drinking tonight?
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| Oh yeah
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| So pick your poison and make it two
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| What kinda trouble are we gettin' into?
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| Are you a Kenny tequila, Buffet margarita
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| Or an Alan Jackson hurricane?
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| Are you a good time, flask of moonshine
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| Going George Strait to my brain?
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| A girl can tell a lot about a boy in one shot
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| I gotta know you’ve got a Bocephus side
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| So what’s in the cup, order it up
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| Who am I drinking?
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| Another round, throwing 'em down
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| Boy, what ya thinking?
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| What’s in the cup, order it up
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| Who am I drinking tonight?
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| Oh yeah |