I gotta say
After only just a couple days
You’re hands down outright blowin’ my mind
In nearly every single way
You’re amazing and yet
There’s only so much I can get
from picnics, long walks, flowers and talks
baby here’s what I suggest
It’s time I see your belly out to a bar
How about you Show me what kind of cowboy you are
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Are you a Kenny tequila
Buffet margarita
Or an Alan Jackson hurricane
Are you a good time, flask of moonshine
Goin George Strait to my brain
A girl can tell a lot about a boy in one shot
I gotta know you got a Bocephus side
So what’s in the cup
order it up
Who am I drinkin’ tonight
You might not have guessed
Judging by my heels and lacy dress
I’m a Wynette, Gretchen, Loretta Lynn
I’ve learned from the best
Women like that know how to throw a good back
Gotta have a man that can keep up with all of that
Chorus
So pick your poison
And make it two
What kind of trouble are we getting into
Chorus
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