| Jumping in the Harley she rides alone
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| 81 sticker blacked out, no chrome
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| Mean grip ape hanger ready to roll
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| Born to be a gypsy, long way from home
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| Shuffle through the iPod
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| With a little bit of 'shine and some DAC
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| Quick to pull a pistol, if you know what I mean
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| She’s a dive bar beauty queen
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| She grew up in the hills driving daddy’s old truck
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| Have that blue nose pit since he was a pup
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| Flip that Zippo, girl, light one up
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| Back behind the shed where you grew up
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| Uncle Ronnie wore hats that were red and white
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| Didn’t say too much but he taught her to fight
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| She loved to live wrong more than she did right
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| Devil with the halo, gypsy in the night
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| I love the way her cigarette hangs down low
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| I love it when she dances to rock and roll
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| I’m loving them hips in them ripped up jeans
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| Just a rock and roll dive bar beauty queen
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| Dive bar beauty queen
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| Living off whiskey and nicotine
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| Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
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| She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
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| Smokes the kind and packs a nine
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| And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart
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| When she slides in through the backdoor of a dive bar late at night
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| There’s thunder pumping in my heart from the lightning in her stride
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| And her smooth silky silhouette is shining through her cigarette smoke
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| And there’s cause for concern when the boys act like a fool
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| Cause the venom from her kiss knocks their asses off their stool
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| Then she’ll drink their shots of whiskey, then play some Dixie
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| And then she’ll ride
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| Dive bar beauty queen
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| Living off whiskey and nicotine
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| Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
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| She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
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| Smokes the kind and packs a nine
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| And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart
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| Shes a honky-tonking blue collar angel
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| Dive bar beauty don’t fit any labels
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| Whiskey woman ain’t scared of the devil
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| Legend in her own living life as a rebel
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| Long blonde hair standing five foot nine
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| Bright green eyes, switch blade on her thigh
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| Says she’s a rebel and she loves to shine
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| At the hole in the wall going overdrive
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| She grew up fast and she grew up mean
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| Mama looking clean when she hits the scene
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| Still got a body that looks nineteen
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| Just a rock and roll dive bar beauty queen
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| Pearl snaps popping cause her blouse is loose
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| Rhinestones don’t even shine like you
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| Bikers, rednecks, cowboys too
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| Can’t get enough of her Daisy Dukes
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| I love it when her g-string hangs down low
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| I love it when she dances to rock and roll
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| I’m loving them hips in them ripped up jeans
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| Just a rock and roll dive bar beauty queen
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| Dive bar beauty queen
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| Living off whiskey and nicotine
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| Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
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| She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
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| Smokes the kind and packs a nine
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| And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart
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| Dive bar beauty queen
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| Living off whiskey and nicotine
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| Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
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| She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
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| Smokes the kind and packs a nine
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| And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dive Bar Beauty Queen , by - Moonshine Bandits. Song from the album Whiskey and Women Deluxe Shiner Edition, in the genre Иностранный рок