| I want a good life, yeah, a long one
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| I want a king ranch, jacked up some
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| I want a good job, with a decent boss
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| And a good dog, that won’t run off
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| I want a ring from a team, yeah, keep it in the SEC
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| Next year
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| I want a fast boat, yeah, a fast one
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| Hit the jackpot, maybe cash one
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| I want a sunset on a Florida beach
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| With a margarita and a Georgia peach
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| But what you want ain’t what you get
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| So let me tell you what I really need
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| I need a beer and a cheers
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| And a place where I can drink it
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| I need a country song, kind to sing along
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| And a stage where I can sing it
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| So raise it up and throw it down
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| If you’re thinking what I’m thinking
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| I need a beer
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| And a place to drink it
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| I want a penthouse (Wait, never mind)
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| Give me eighty acres off the county line
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| I want to throw a stone at your house of glass
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| And tell all the critics, «Get off my back»
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| But what you want ain’t what you get
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| So let me tell you what I really need
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| I need a beer and a cheers
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| And a place where I can drink it
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| I need a country song, kind to sing along
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| And a stage where I can sing it
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| So raise it up and throw it down
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| If you’re thinking what I’m thinking
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| I need a beer
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| And a place to drink it
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| What you want, ain’t what you get
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| So let me tell you what I need
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| What you want, ain’t what you get
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| So let me tell you what I need
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| I need a beer and a cheers
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| And a place where I can drink it
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| I need a country song, kind to sing along
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| And a stage where I can sing it
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| So raise it up and throw it down
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| If you’re thinking what I’m thinking
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| I need a beer
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| And a place to drink it |