Storm blew a tree down in my backyard
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My axe wouldn't cut it and my saw wouldn't start
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Good excuse for a trip to the hardware store
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To give that little hottie workin' a thrill de' jour
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I know that she digs me 'cause when I walked in
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Here she come a runnin' with a can I help you grin
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Like a puppy on a leash she followed me around
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I left her droolin' at the mouth when I walked out
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But I guess you had to be there
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To believe what I saw
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Her blue eyes glued to my Liberty coveralls
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She didn't have a prayer
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But I guess you had to be there
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I'm pretty sure she meant to drop that can of W.D.
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So I could see her bend over in her tight blue jeans
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I was eye to eye with Taz and a Tweety tattoo
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Forced to play a little game of peek-a-boo
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Then she led me down the aisle by the pipe and glue
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Asked me if I had any plumbing to do
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Hands planted firm on the curve of her hip
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Looked to me like she was lookin' for a little lip to lip
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[Chorus:]
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But I guess you had to be there
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To believe what I saw
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Her blue eyes glued to my Liberty coveralls
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She didn't have a prayer
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But I guess you had to be there
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She even did that little finger thingy through her hair
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Practically undressed me with her Playboy stare
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I gave her back that look that she was lookin' for
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I think that she forgot that we was in that store
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[Chorus:]
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But I guess you had to be there
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To believe what I saw
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Her blue eyes glued to my Liberty coveralls
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She didn't have a prayer
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But I guess you had to be there
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Yeah I guess you had to be there
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To believe what I saw
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Her blue eyes glued to my Liberty coveralls
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She didn't have a prayer
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But I guess you had to be there
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I Guess You Had To Be There
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| Craig Morgan |
