| Well, she was born in Virginia
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| She packed her bags and came here
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| I met her out in the city
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| It was December last year
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| She took me home to her apartment
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| She made me sleep on the couch
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| At least that first couple hours
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| Until she figured me out
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| And her lips were as sweet
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| As Texas wildflower honey
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| And she loved me hard
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| Whenever she laid me down
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| And I swear that I burned
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| 'Cause she set me on fire
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| Always cutting me deep
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| She was making me bleed
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| Texas wildflower honey
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| She took to wearing my jacket
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| 'Cause that winter was cold
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| I can still smell her perfume
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| Just like she’s holding me close
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| And people ask if I miss her
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| I tell 'em it’s hard to say
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| 'Cause we weren’t made for forever
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| But we were perfect that way
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| And her lips were as sweet
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| As Texas wildflower honey
|
| And she loved me hard
|
| Whenever she laid me down
|
| And I swear that I burned
|
| 'Cause she set me on fire
|
| Always cutting me deep
|
| She was making me bleed
|
| Texas wildflower honey
|
| And her lips were as sweet
|
| As Texas wildflower honey
|
| And she loved me hard
|
| Whenever she laid me down
|
| And I swear that I burned
|
| 'Cause she set me on fire
|
| Always cutting me deep
|
| She was making me bleed
|
| Texas wildflower honey
|
| Always cutting me deep
|
| She was making me bleed
|
| Texas wildflower honey |