| Cheap scotch no ice
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| Half-lit cigarette
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| To take the edge off tonight
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| Those doors swing wide
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| And suddenly you’re pullin' me
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| Into the crossfire
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| Tell me when did this bar turn into
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| A cowboy showdown old saloon
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| Making midnight feel like high noon
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| Look at you
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| You got me all wild wild west
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| And puffing out my chest
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| Its every man for himself in this room
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| You’re a wanted woman
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| And every guy in here’s gunnin'
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| But honey hold on I’m gonna rescue you
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| Like Eastwood would would
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| Like Clint Eastwood would would
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| They’ll all fall
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| By last call
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| Like a bunch of boys that
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| Brought knives to a gun fight
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| Oh and before that gun smoke clears
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| I’mma get you out of here
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| Be the last man standin' tall
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| You got me all wild wild west
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| And puffing out my chest
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| Its every man for himself in this room
|
| You’re a wanted woman
|
| And every guy in here’s gunnin'
|
| But honey hold on I’m gonna rescue you
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| Like Eastwood would would
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| Like Clint Eastwood would would
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| You got that ride off
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| In the sunset kinda smile
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| That kills
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| If I gotta roll up my sleeves
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| Roll in like Eastwood I will
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| You know I will
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| You got me all wild wild west
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| And puffing out my chest
|
| Its every man for himself in this room
|
| You’re a wanted woman
|
| And every guy in here’s gunnin'
|
| But honey hold on I’m gonna rescue you
|
| Like Eastwood would would
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| Like Clint Eastwood would would
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| Like Eastwood would would
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| Like Eastwood would would |