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You look like an angel with your head in the clouds
you woke me up this morning with your fooling around, at a half past 3
awww, lately i dont get much sleep (thats all right)
cause girl it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me
you call me up at work said baby can you come on home
im feeling kinda crazy and im all alone, i got nothin on
tell your boss its an emergency (theres a man in need)
cause girl it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me
id rather ask forgivness than permission
cause im doing all these things ive never dreamed
you put me in a delicate position
but im right where i want to be
girl it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me
you're like a shot of whiskey to a man that dont drink
just one taste of you and baby i cant think straight, im on my knees
girl i love your dirty needs
yea, it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me
id rather ask forgivness than permission
cause im doing all these things ive never dreamed
you put me in a delicate position
but im right where i want to be
girl it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me
yea, it feels so good the way you bring out the bad
yea, it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me
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She pulled her hair back to sun her shoulders
Took the oil and rubbed it all over her soft skin
Oh, I'm a lucky man
She wasn't wantin' any suntan lines so she
Reached back and she untied that little string
Oh, and then she smiled at me
And blew a kiss right off her fingertips
I don't know what it is
But there's something about a woman
Yeah, some kind sweet little something
That I may never understand
Yeah, some kind of gift they're given
That makes this life worth livin'
And it makes a man a man
Oh, there's nothing like that something
About a woman
I sat there for a while and wondered
And she took a nap there under that summer sky
Oh, and then I realized
There are things in life that are meant to be
Maybe left a mystery
Oh, like that something about a woman
Yeah, some kind sweet little something
That I may never understand
Yeah, some kind of gift they're given
That makes this life worth livin'
And it makes a man a man
Oh, there's nothing like that something
About a woman
Yeah, some kind of gift they're given
That makes this life worth livin'
And it makes a man a man
Oh, I'm nothing without that something
About a woman, oh, about a woman
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I had a one night stand with my best friend's baby sister
And to this day he still won't speak to me
I pawned my grandpa's old guitar in collage
For a case of beer and a tank of gasoline
I took a swing at my old man one Christmas
I never dreamed that it would be his last
I wish mom had rung my neck when she caught me with those cigarettes
Which reminds me, I'm down to my last pack
If I had a dime for half the things I did
That didn't make no sense at all, I'd be living a little higher on the hall
If only I'd've known that later on down the road
I'd look back and not like what I see
I'd've changed a lot of things startin' with me
I called my brother everything I could think of
The night he wouldn't bail me out of jail
I lost a job most folks 'round here would die for
By laying out all night and raising hell
And I let a woman that I love slip through my fingers
Chalk another dumb move up to my foolish pride
I was in there standin' by the bed when the preacher bowed his head
With the family, the day my grandma die
If I had a dime for half the things I did
That didn't make no sense at all, I'd be living a little higher on the hall
If only I'd've known that later on down the road
I'd look back and not like what I see
Ohh, I'd've changed a lot of things startin' with me
If only I'd've known that later on down the road
I'd look back and not like what I see
Ohh, I'd've changed a lot of things startin' with me
Startin' with me
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It's 5 'o Clock, just got paid.
I'll be off next two days.
No more workin like dogs,
No more leash, no more boss.
I gotta weekend full of nothing to do at all.
Yee Haw!
I know a place down the road,
The girls are hot, the beer is cold.
Its 2 for 1, yeah thats right.
Not just drinks, its girls to guys.
I hear the twins are back in town from Saginaw,
Yee Haw!
You take your "all right"
You take your "can't wait"
A lot 'a "bring it on" with some "damn straight"
And mix it all up with some down home southern drawl, ya'll.
You got your Yee Haw!
The place is packed, the line is long.
The band knows every Haggard song.
I'm gettin loose, had a few.
She wants to dance, I do too.
But her boyfriend's mad eye,
I think he wants to brawl.
Alright, Yee Haw!
You take your "all right"
You take your "can't wait"
A lot 'a "bring it on" with some "damn straight"
And mix it all up with some down home southern drawl, ya'll.
You got your Yee Haw!
I'm talkin big time.
I mean saddle up and hold on tight.
And if ya know what I'm talkin 'bout ya'll,
Yeah! How 'bout a Yee Haw!
Haha! Yep.
Y-E-E-H-A-W, Yee Haw!
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He said he had to stop, he hadn't had a drop of anything
Stronger than coffee in 10 months 3 weeks and 1 long day
He pushed away his plate and said, it's better late then never done
When it comes to gettin' right, it took a while but I saw the light
He said, some things, they cast long shadows
That I never will out run and everyday I spend a-livin'
The ghosts of all the things that I've done wrong
Grab a chair 'cause the list is long
I can write you a country song
About the reasons I'll be going home
To a house full of memories
Things I wish I done differently
When I'm feeling weak, they keep me strong
The ghosts of all the things that I've done wrong
He said, there's a spot of paint
And it just ain't the right shade
But it covers up the hole I've made
Where I broke my wrist the night she left
And there's a lot of friends
That I ain't never seen in a lot of years
Some are still hangin' 'round
In old pictures I just can't take down
He said some things
They cast long shadows
That I never will out run
And everyday I do battle
With the ghosts of all the things I've done wrong
Grab a chair 'cause the list is long
I can write you a country song
About the reasons I'll be going home
To a house full of memories
Things I wish I done differently
And when I'm feeling weak, they keep me strong
The ghosts of all the things that I've done wrong
I got a heart full of memories
Things I wish I'd done differently
And when I'm feeling weak, they keep me strong
The ghosts of all the things I've done wrong
He said he had to stop
He hadn't had a drop of anything
Stronger than coffee in 10 months 3 weeks
And 1 long day
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Come on
I said, "Hey girl, what's your name
Haven't I seen you before?
I recognize them dark green eyes
When you dosie doed across the floor"
"Are you alone or are you with someone?"
She said, "As a matter of fact I'm not"
So I took her hand that's when it all began
And we headed towards the parking lot
And she said, "Hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight
'Cuz I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high
I said, "Climb on up but honey watch the cup that I spitttin' my dip inside
And hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride"
We went ridin' around rockin'
To the sound of a country boy can survive
And I knew then she was my kinda girl
'Cuz she was singin' every single line
Then she slid on over put my hand on her shoulder
And I asked her what she wanted to do
She said, "It really don't matter where we go
Just as long as I'm ridin' with you"
She said, "Hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight
'Cuz I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high
I said, "Climb on up but honey watch the cup that I spittin' my dip inside
And hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride"
So we headed out to Old Tobacco Road
Put the tailgate down and we made love
She said "A true country boy is hard to find
But I found one wilder then any eight second ride"
She said, "Hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight
'Cuz I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high
I said, "Climb on up but honey watch the cup that I spittin' my dip inside
And hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride
Yeah, hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride"
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I've always been the kind of man to jump the gun, and cut and run
Stayin' one step ahead of that ol' ball and chain
Settlin' down never crossed my mind, it was easier to leave the knot untied
It looks like a lot of things have changed
You're makin' it hard not to love you, makin' it tough on a man like me
Who's always found a way to get around this kind of thing
'Cause when you put your lovin' on me, I can't help feelin' like I do
Girl, you're makin' it hard not to love you
This mornin' when you kissed my cheek, I was sufferin' from lack of sleep
'Cause we stayed up makin' love half the night
Well, I must have got my second wind 'cause just like that it was on again
Nothing's ever been easier for me in all my life
Girl, you're makin' it hard not to love you, makin' it tough on a man like me
Who's always found a way to get around this kind of thing
'Cause when you put your lovin' on me, I can't help feelin' like I do
Girl, you're makin' it hard not to love you
And baby when you put your lovin' on me, I can't help feelin' like I do
Girl, you're makin' it hard not to love you
Baby, you're makin' it hard not to love you
Hard not to love you
Yeah, you're makin' it hard
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Didn't come in here for your sympathy,
and a honky tonk queen's the last thing I need.
Just set me up with your best whiskey.
This is just between the bottle and me.
I don't want to talk. I don't need a friend.
Don't think I stuttered when I said
I'm here to deal with a memory.
Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me.
A man can't face the cold, hard truth
with nothing less than 90 proof.
And closing time is when I'll leave.
Till then it's just between the bottle and me.
You're a good bartender. I know you want to help.
So if you see me talking to myself,
Just walk away and let me be.
Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me.
A man can't face the cold, hard truth
with nothing less than 90 proof.
And closing time is when I'll leave.
Till then it's just between this bottle and me.
A man can't face the cold, hard truth
with nothing less than 90 proof,
And closing time is when I'll leave.
Till then it's just between this bottle and me.
Till then it's just between this bottle and me.
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I've lived all my life, with no ties that bind,
There wasn't anything or anyone that I couldn't leave behind,
I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from,
It's looking like I've run out of places to run.
Everywhere I go, and everything I do,
There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big deja vu,
She told me when I walked away that this day would come,
She was right I've run out of places to run.
Everywhere I go, and everything I do,
There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big deja vu,
I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from,
She was right, I finally run out of places to run,
Ooooh I finally run out of places to run.
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Tryin' to keep that wolf at bay
Twelve out of twenty-four hours a day
I'm bustin' it, I'm breakin' my back
Swing that hammer, stomp that shovel
Boss man says, 'Boy, you're pullin' a double'
It's always me, pickin' up the slack
Nobody said it was easy
But girl it's been a long hard day
It seems we work our lives away
Five o'clock I'm beat, dead on these two feet
But girl when I come home to you
The only thing I wanna do
Is baby hold you tight 'cause all that gets me through
After a long day is a long night with you
One of those nights when we don't sleep
The two of us fittin' like a puzzle piece
Turnin' up the heat with the lights down low
So go ahead honey and pour the wine
I'm a little overdue for some overtime
In your lovin' arms, I ain't lettin' you go
Yet at night we'll take it slow an' easy
'Cause girl it's been a long hard day
It seems we work our lives away
Five o'clock I'm beat, dead on these two feet
But girl when I come home to you
The only thing I wanna do
Is baby hold you tight, 'cause all that gets me through
After a long day is a long night with you
Girl when I come home to you
The only thing I wanna do
Is baby hold you tight, 'cause all that gets me through
After a long day is a long night
Girl, it's been a long day and I'll need a long night with you
Just a little bit longer baby
Just a little bit longer with you
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If you ever ate a peach
From down in Georgia
Or just like me
Your a die-hard Earnhardt fan
An if you ever had a sip
Of ol Jack Daniels
Or raised your glass
To sweet home alabam
Then you can Thank Dixie
You can Thank Dixie for that
If you ever got a wiff
Of orange blossoms in the wind
When they start to bloomin in the spring
An if you like your catfish fried
With butter grits there on the side
And swear that boy from memphis
Hes still the king
Then you can Thank Dixie
You can Thank Dixie for that
And if you ever held
One of them pretty lil southern belles
Then you know what were talkin bout yall
an if you like the way we say
yes sir an yes mam
an the way we sing our songs with a southern drawl
Then you can Thank Dixie
You can Thank Dixie for that
You can Thank Dixie
Yall can Thank Dixie for that
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