My little Mexican woman,
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Got herself a hot little body. (whistle)
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That little sweet senorita,
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Knows how to be the life of the party.
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We dance and we talk,
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Hold hands when we walk,
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Shoot tequilla all night long.
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She can't understan,
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Why this rambling man,
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Says its time to be moving on.
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My little sweet Georgia peach,
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She sure knows how to show me a good time.
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She's got the longest legs,
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I swear they're smoother than her daddy's moonshine. (thats smooth)
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We eat her mama's fried chicken,
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Go skinny dippin,
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Drink cold beer all night long.
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She can't understand,
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When this ramblin man,
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Says its time to be moving on.
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I got places to be.
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I got people to see.
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Got both ends of the candle to burn.
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But I'll try to hurry,
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So girls don't you worry.
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I promise you shall return.
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My little Miami friend,
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With that cinnamon skin, lord shes so fine. (sure is)
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She always lights up my night,
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With a ray of pure Florida sunshine.
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Man we work on our tans,
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Roll around in the sand.
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Chug Bacardi all night long.
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She don't understand,
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When this rambling man.
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Says its time to be moving on.
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I got places to be.
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I got people to see.
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Got both ends of the candle to burn.
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But I'll try to hurry,
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So girls don't you worry.
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I promise you shall return.
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I got places to be.
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I got people to see.
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Got both ends of the candle to burn.
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But I'll try to hurry,
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So girls don't you worry.
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I promise you shall return.
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No, don't worry girls, I shall return.
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I Shall Return
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Billy Currington |