Some 'bout to feel a glass on steel like hands on the hips of a woman
You start at the top and work your way down, strike a chord and get her goin'She looked around the room and looking little thirsty, wonderin' who's buying two now
Well I whoop out the bills and lookin' for thrills and Say baby I'm your guySlide and shout across the bar and pay a dollar fifty ??
The smile is bringing in whiskey ???
Slide on again cuz you're lookin' so, so damn pretty
Slide on, like a second, girl, I don't mind getting a little bit dirty
Slide, ohh
Slide, ohhWell the fans kickin' ass and she's shaking hers, the beer's flowin' like water
That night we stayed, couldn't look in her eyes, she ain't worried about tomorrowSlide on out the door gonna leave my keys at the bar
Slide on in a cab where I say my place ain't far
Slide on the road again cuz you're lookin' so, so damn pretty
Slide on in the third, 'cause I don't mind gettin' a little bit dirty
Slide, ohh
Slide, ohhSlide on ???
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Slide on the road again cuz you're lookin' so, so damn pretty
Slide on in the home, I don't mind gettin' a little bit dirty
Slide, ohh
Slide, ohh
Songwriters
JAREN JOHNSTON, NEIL MASON, LINDSAY JACK RIMESPublished by
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