| Boys, did you know a woman likes to take long walks
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| Wants you hangin' on every word while she talks
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| 'Bout feelings and flowers and meanin’s of things
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| An how I’m flunkin' all the quizzes in her magazines
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| Seems that drinkin' here every Friday night
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| Is an immature monumental waste of time
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| Did you know she’s finally had enough of me
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| And all of y’all are the reason why
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| Neither did I
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| It’s all news to me
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| I didn’t have a clue
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| Hey, pass me that beer
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| Help me think this through
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| Boys, did you know if she kicks you out
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| She can clean out your savings with a click of the mouse
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| Did you know there’s a room in the back of this bar
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| With a couch where you can crash for the night
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| Neither did I
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| Boys, did you know a ceramic vase
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| Can bounce of a wall and not even break
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| And one of them plug it in kitchen knives
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| Can saw four fishin' rods in the blink of an eye
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| And three short seconds in a microwave
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| Make damn sure your Haggard CD never plays
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| Did you know when a woman takes the stand in a dress
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| Cut to there man, justice ain’t blind
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| Neither did I
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| It’s all news to me
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| I didn’t have a clue
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| Hey, pass me that beer
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| Help me think this through
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| Boys, did you know if she kicks you out
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| She can clean out your savings with a click of the mouse
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| Did you know there’s a room in the back of this bar
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| With a couch where you can crash for the night
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| Neither did I
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| Did you know there’s a room in the back of this bar
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| With a couch where you can crash for the night
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| When it’s quiet current runnin' through neon gets to hummin'
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| Like a honky-tonk lullaby
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| Neither did I |