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Got ice in my veins and blood on my lips and this look on my face like |
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I don't give a shit |
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Everybody's acting like |
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I'm the only one messed up |
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I'm staring down the barrel of a whiskey bottle |
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Got the hammer down and |
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I can't find the throttle |
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I'm revved up red line lookin' for a place to go |
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And I'm headed south like a freight train bound for |
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Texas There's a girl in |
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Fort Worth who swears |
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I'm on her mind |
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And she tells me the bed gets cold when she's all alone |
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And that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home |
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I got nerves of steel with my head on the gate and when |
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I nod my head |
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I'll be lookin' for it |
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When my heart beats pumpin' so hard |
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I can't catch my breath |
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I hope that it blows and turns into my hand and |
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I'll make a move for the girls in the stand and |
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I'll be smiling with a choker while |
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I'm holding up the buckle |
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We'll be takin' it to the bar 'cause the drinks are on me |
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And I'm headed south like a freight train bound for |
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Texas There's a girl in |
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Fort Worth who swears |
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I'm on her mind |
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And she tells me the bed gets cold when she's all alone |
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And that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home |
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Well, if you think |
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I'm easy, you're mistakin' |
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This left hand will leave you shakin' |
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I might bend, but |
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I won't break |
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You can have what you can take |
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Come and get it, you'll regret it |
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Better just walk away |
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And I'm headed south like a freight train bound for |
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Texas There's a girl in |
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Fort Worth who swears |
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I'm on her mind |
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And she tells me the bed gets cold when she's all alone |
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And that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home |
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Yeah, that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home |
