I walked in. The band just started.
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The singer couldn't carry a tune in a bucket.
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Was on a mission to drown her memory but
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I thought "no way" with all this ruckus
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(chorus)
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But after one round with Jose Cuervo
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I caught my boots tapping long with the beat
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And after two rounds with Jose Cuervo
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That band was sounding pretty darn good to me
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Then some stranger asked me to dance
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And I revealed to her my two left feet
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Said, "Don't get me wrong - I'm glad you asked
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But tonight's about me and an old memory"
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(chorus)
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Then after three rounds with Jose Cuervo
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I let her lead me out on the floor
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And after four rounds with Jose Cuervo
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I was showing off moves never seen before
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(bridge)
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Well around five or round six
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I forgot what I came to forget
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And after round seven, or was it eight?
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I bought a round for the whole dang place
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(chorus)
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And after nine rounds with Jose Cuervo
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They were countin' me out, an' I was about to give in
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And after ten rounds with Jose Cuervo
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I lost count and started counting again
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(tag)
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One round with Jose Cuervo
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I went two rounds with Jose Cuervo
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Three rounds with Jose Cuervo
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(Guys talking and joking)
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Go on and get me another one, whooo
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Five, or was it four
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(laughing)
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Four or five, yeah!
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Six rounds with Jose Cuervo
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Eight rounds with Jose Cuervo....
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Ten Rounds with Jose Cuervo
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| Tracy Byrd |
