Let's begin with the day I met her
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How fast this good old boy's world got better
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Sky got bluer, the grass got greener
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Just the first few seconds after I first seen her
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Like my favorite song on a new set of speakers
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My best old jeans and my broke in sneakers
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A home run pitch floating right down the middle
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The sweet music made when the bow hits the fiddle
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She's
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Right on the money
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She goes directly to my heart
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And when it comes to loving me
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She's everything, I mean bulls eye perfect
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She's right on the money
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She's no red lights when I've overslept
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She's a three point jump shot that's nothing but net
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A hand full of aces, the dealer's done dealing
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I'm forever on a roll, that's how she's got me feeling
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She's
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Right on the money
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She goes direct to my heart
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And when it comes to loving me, she's everything, I mean bulls eye perfect
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She's
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Right on the money
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She's the best cook that's ever melted cheese
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I ain't much around the house, but I aim to please
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There's absolutely no reason to doubt her
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When she says I wouldn't last ten minutes without her
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She's
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Right on the money
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She goes directly to my heart
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And when it comes to loving me
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She's everything, I mean bulls eye perfect
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She's
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Right on the money
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Right On The Money
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Alan Jackson |