I called about that conversation
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That I had with you last night
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It must have been a combination
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Of shooters and neon lights
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And I didn't really mean to say
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I've been losing it since you left
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Yeah, I may have said the words
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But they came from somewhere else
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(Chorus)
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It was just the tequila talking
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When I told you I'm still not over you
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I get a little sentimental
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When I've had one or two
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And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
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Not the memory of you walking
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If I said I'm still in love with you
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It was just the tequila talking
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I don't know what they put in Cuervo
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That got me to say those things
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Usually I wouldn't care so much
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Or make such a scene
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But seeing you there in that dress you were wearing
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Just drove me right out of my head
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So don't hold me responible
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For anything I might have said
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(Repeat chorus)
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If I said I'm still in love with you
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It was just the tequila talking.
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Tequila Talking
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| Lonestar |
