| Damn Strait
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| I was pissed off, pedal down, tearing right out of the drive
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| Drove damn straight
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| Through a couple county reds on my way to this neon dive
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| And damn straight
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| That’s how I’m gonna take it, bartender keep 'em coming all night
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| 'Cause I’m dropping these quarters in a jukebox
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| Nonstop playing every King George song
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| Between the steel and the whiskey, something just hit me
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| Maybe I might’ve been wrong
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| I’m living every line and nobody in his right mind
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| Praying that it ain’t too late
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| Damn Strait
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| Damn Strait
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| Why’d you have to sing that one about Amarillo
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| Damn Strait
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| That’s the one she tipped the band to play and we danced real close
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| Damn Strait
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| I was tryna get her gone but now you’ve got me holding on
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| And I’m dropping these quarters in a jukebox
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| Nonstop playing every King George song
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| Between the steel and the whiskey, something just hit me
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| Maybe I might’ve been wrong
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| I’m living every line and nobody in his right mind
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| Praying that it ain’t too late
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| Damn Strait
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| I know 'em all by heart
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| I’ve heard 'em all my life
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| But they never hit me as hard
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| As they are in here tonight
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| 'Cause I’m dropping these quarters in a jukebox
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| Nonstop playing every one of your songs
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| Between the steel and the whiskey, something just hit me
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| Maybe I might’ve been wrong
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| I’m living every line and nobody in his right mind
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| Praying that it ain’t too late
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| I never thought I’d say
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| Damn Strait
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| Damn Strait |