Tequila On Ice
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(Marty Dodson/Rivers Rutherford)
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I always kinda figured that love would pass me by
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The kinda girl I wanted wouldn't want a guy like me
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I thought that she wouldn't look twice
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You see, I'm kinda crazy, I like the extremes
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So all of my life the girl of my dreams
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Was everything nice, sugar and spice
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And tequila on ice
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I was looking for a saint who was a devil of a lover
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But every girl I found was either one way or the other
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Till one night at a bar when I saw her standing there
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Pretty thing in blue jeans, with a daisy in her hair
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I walked over to her and introduced myself
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I said now that we know each other
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If you're not with someone else
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Can I buy you a drink
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She said "thank you, I think
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I'll have tequila on ice"
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And I said "nice!"
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I was looking for a saint who was a devil of a lover
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But every girl I found was either one way or the other
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But this one here was different, I could see it from the start
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Pretty thing in blue jeans, kinda sweet and wild at heart
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I guess that's what got me down here in Cancun
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Lyin' in this hammock, lookin' at the moon up there
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Strokin' her hair, pickin' out rice
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My baby's kisses taste like
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Sugar and spice
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And tequila on ice
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Tequila On Ice
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| Darryl Worley |
