| Girl, I like where things are goin'
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| How the conversation’s flowin'
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| We sure stirred up that saw dust on the floor
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| I know we’ve both been drinkin'
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| And I know what you’re thinkin'
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| Wonder if I’m what you’ve been looking for
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| Well if you like Texas sunsets from a front porch drinkin' longnecks
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| If you like guitars twin fiddles and good ol country music
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| If you like dusty boots cowboy hats on a Saturday night
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| And fallin' in love in a small town 'neath a big ol Lonestar sky
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| I’m tellin' ya girl
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| I’m your guy
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| If you’re set on New York City
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| Where the Broadway lights are pretty
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| I’ll shoot you straight that ain’t my thing at all
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| And I don’t know where your heart is
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| We got a good thing started
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| I guess you best decide before you fall
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| If you like Texas sunsets from a front porch drinkin' longnecks
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| If you like guitars twin fiddles and good ol country music
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| If you like dusty boots cowboy hats on a Saturday night
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| And fallin' in love in a small town 'neath a big ol Lonestar sky
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| I’m tellin' ya girl
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| I’m your guy
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| If you like western highways top down wrangler Sundays
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| If you like John Wayne gun smoke campfires under the Milky Way
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| If you like old school thinkin' slowin' it up
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| Settlin' down in a small town 'neath a big ol' Lonestar sky
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| I’m tellin' ya girl
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| I’m your guy
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| I’m your guy |