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Baby when I look at you, with them baby blues, |
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cuttin' right through me. |
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You set me on the rewind, back to the good times, |
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when you couldn't get enough of me. |
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I guess I givin' myself away. |
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Sayin' all the things I never did say. |
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I lose myself, there's nothing else I can do. |
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Baby, when I look at you. |
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Yeah, baby when I look at you. |
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Last thing I thought I'd see was, |
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you across the bar from me, and |
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holdin' on to that turkey bottle, |
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shootin' em down, and runnin' full throttle. |
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Oh I can still taste the last time, |
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you and me and nothin' but the tan lines. |
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Keeps runnin' through my my mind. |
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on and on and on and on and |
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Baby when I look at you, with them baby blues, |
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cuttin' right through me. |
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You set me on the rewind, back to the good times, |
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when you couldn't get enough of me. |
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I guess I givin' myself away. |
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Sayin' all the things I never did say. |
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I lose myself, there's nothing else I can do. |
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Baby, when I look at you. |
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Yeah, baby when I look at you. |
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Well I know you know I'm a watchin'. |
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Your low cut on the dance floor rockin'. |
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Got the whole place worked up and locked in. |
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With every move so sexy it's shockin'. |
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Girl you sure do know how to serve it. |
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The way I did ya Lord I deserve it. |
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You know my heart, you know how to hurt it. |
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on and on and on and on and |
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Baby when I look at you, with them baby blues, |
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cuttin' right through me. |
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You set me on the rewind, back to the good times, |
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when you couldn't get enough of me. |
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I guess I givin' myself away. |
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Sayin' all the things I never did say. |
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I lose myself, there's nothing else I can do. |
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Baby, when I look at you. |
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Yeah, baby when I look at you |
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Well, I could start a tab and run it up, |
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or close it out and head to my truck, and |
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drive away as fast as I can |
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and forget we ever bucked. |
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Baby when I look at you, with them baby blues, |
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they're cuttin' right through me. |
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You set me on the rewind, back to the good times, |
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when you couldn't get enough of me. |
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I guess I givin' myself away. |
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Sayin' all the things I never did say. |
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I lose myself, there's nothing else I can do. |
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Oh, I lose myself, there's nothing else I can do. |
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Baby, when I look at you. |
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Yeah, baby, when I look at you. |
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Baby when I look at you, with them baby blues, |
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They're cuttin' right through me |
