His necktie is bright red
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From lookin' in one direction
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No flowerchild in his bed
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He's got oil well protection
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Just had to be a blind dog
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Chewin' on everything
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Took a slice of the blackbird pie
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She began her singing
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I know that your oil is black
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But your dipstick is pearly white
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Ten gallons on your head
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That ain't what I need tonight
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Showdown at the border
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Showdown at the border
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Showdown at the border
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The rendezvous was neutral
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He don't want no gossip headlines
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Her polaroid blackmail
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He said,"No way I've had mine"
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Just too much for him to lose
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Because of some Cuervo passion
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Cold, cold forty-five, answered in Texas fashion
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I know that your oil is black
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But the dipstick is pearly white
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Ten gallons on your head
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That ain't what I need tonight
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Showdown at the border
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Showdown at the border
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Showdown at the border
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Bright red went to his head
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Tequila tension rising
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This is no business for the weak at heart
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This is no business for those with a
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Nervous disposition
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Tanned man from the f.e.d.'s
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Cool mohair buying off the squeeze
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Showdown at the border
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Showdown At The Border
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| Nazareth |
