| Show me a bar with a good lookin woman
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| Then just get out of my way
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| Show me the jukebox, I’ll tell you a song you should play
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| Sooner a later a few shots of bourbon
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| And I’ll think of somethin to say
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| Bhoa, I can take her or leave her
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| But I like to take her away
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| Liquor and music, a good combination
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| If you’ve got love on the brain
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| I never knew two women who acted the same
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| Some want a drink first
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| And some want to just sit and talk
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| Whoa, oh, it’s two in the morning
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| I’m running and she wants to walk
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| Something’s got a hold on me
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| It’s cheap but it ain' free
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| Love or somethin like it’s got a hold on me
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| That’s when I asked her
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| My place or your place
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| I hope I’m not out of line
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| I asked the wrong thing
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| But just the right woman this time
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| Cause she knew a hotel
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| She even had a name we could sign
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| Whoa, oh, the cheaper the grapes are
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| The sweeter the taste of the wine
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| Something’s got a hold on me
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| It’s cheap but it ain' free
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| Love or somethin like it’s got a hold on me
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| Something’s got a hold on me
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| It’s cheap but it ain’t free
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| Love or somethin like it’s got a hold on me
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| Love or somethin damn near like it’s got a hold on me |