Yes, she's my lady luck
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Hey, I'm her wild card man
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Together we're buildin' up a real hot hand
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We live out in the country
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Hey, she's my little queen of the South
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Yea, we're two of a kind
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Workin' on a full house
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She wakes me every mornin'
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With a smile and a kiss
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Her strong country lovin' is hard to resist
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She's my easy lovin' woman
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I'm her hard-workin' man, no doubt
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Yea, we're two of a kind
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Workin' on a full house
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Yea, a pickup truck is her limousine
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And her favorite dress is her faded blue jeans
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She loves me tender when the goin' gets tough
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Somtimes we fight just so we can make up
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Lord I need that little woman
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Like the crops need the rain
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She's my honeycomb and I'm her sugar cane
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We really fit together
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If you know what I'm talkin' about
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Yea, we're two of a kind
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Workin' on a full house
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This time I found a keeper, I made up my mind
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Lord the perfect combination is her heart and mine
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The sky's the limit, no hill is too steep
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We're playin' for fun, but we're playin' for keeps
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So draw the curtain, honey
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Turn the lights down low
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We'll find some country music on the radio
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I'm yours and you're mine
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Hey, that's what it's all about
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Yea, we're two of a kind
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Workin' on a full house
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Lordy, mama, we'll be two of a kind
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Workin' on a full house
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Two Of A Kind, Workin' On A Full House
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| Garth Brooks |
