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I've always had a thing for girls that dance |
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When they get a little tipsy |
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Corona cold in your hand, your brushed back hair |
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I took another sip of whiskey |
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And I didn't let the ice cubes melt in the bottom of my plastic cup |
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And I said hey pretty girl you wanna get out of here? |
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And you looked up |
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Looking in your big blue eyes |
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Laying there that night |
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I said this sure feels dangerous to me |
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It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline |
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It feels a little better than it ever has |
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It sure feels good, baby let's be bad |
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I feel your heart, I feel you there |
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I feel a little brave, I feel a little scared tonight |
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But it sure feels right |
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Well then the sunrise hit the window |
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And there you were |
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In my Alabama t-shirt |
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I fly where angels sleep like a dream |
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You got me thinking 'bout those 3 words |
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And I didn't sneak off like I done so many times before |
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And you opened up your eyes and gave me a kiss |
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I said give me one more |
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And in those twisted covers |
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We'll be more than lovers |
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And you said this sure feels dangerous to me |
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It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline |
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It feels a little better than it ever has |
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It sure feels good, baby let's be bad |
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I feel your heart, I feel you there |
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I feel a little brave, I feel a little scared in the morning light |
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And it sure feels right |
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It sure feels right |
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It sure feels dangerous to me |
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It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline |
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It feels a little better than it ever has |
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It sure feels good, baby let's be bad |
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I feel your heart, I feel you there |
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I feel a little brave, I feel a little scared tonight |
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And it sure feels right |
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And it sure feels right |
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And it sure feels right |
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And it sure feels right |
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Live big wide when we go out tonight |
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And relive that time |
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Corona cold in your hand, your brushed back hair |
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I'll sip on my whiskey |
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You know I always had a thing for girls that dance |
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When they get a little tipsy |
