| Hey you, sittin' in the corner
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| Can’t ya hear the jukebox playin'
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| Everybody’s up doing the two-step
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| And you’re not even tappin' your toe
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| Won’t you let a lady buy you a cold brew
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| Loosen you up a little more than you dare to Maybe take a ride in my Cadillac
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| God ain’t gonna getcha for that
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| Chorus:
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| God ain’t gonna getcha for that
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| He’s much too busy with the guys in the black hats
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| There’s nothin' wrong with a man and a woman flirtin' with a honky-tonk moon
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| God ain’t gonna pay no attention
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| If we’re just makin' use of his invention
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| Come on, baby don’t hold back
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| God ain’t gonna getcha for that
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| I can tell you’re the quiet type
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| Are you new in town or just a little bit shy
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| Didn’t you ever catch me lookin?
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| I’ve been eyeing you all night
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| Won’t you let a lady buy you a cold brew
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| Loosen you up a little more than you dare to Maybe take a ride in my Cadillac
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| God ain’t gonna getcha for that
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| (Repeat Chorus Twice)
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| No… God ain’t gonna getcha for that
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| God ain’t gonna getcha for that |