Yeah, the first time I saw her she was dancing on the bar at the Ropa Hoe
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The way she moved and grooved would make any dude wanna tap a toe
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Heart started pumping like a kid drum bumping on a band stand
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Now she's like a melody that I can't get out of my humpty-dumpty head
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She's a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
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I could turn her on, turn her up and listen to her all night long
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She's a head banging two stepping sing along to Motley Crue and George Jones
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She's a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
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Yeah, hotter than hell but boy, I gotta tell you, she's still cool
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Educated, high class, ball cap wearing bat bishop fools
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She's riding home in her high heels are Tony Lama's
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Though she might get freaky in the back of my Chevy I could still take her home to momma
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She's a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
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I could turn her on, turn her up and listen to her all night long
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She's a head banging two stepping sing along to Motley Crue and George Jones
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She's a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
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She's a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
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I could turn her on, turn her up and listen to her all night long
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She's a head banging two stepping sing along to Motley Crue and George Jones
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She's a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
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I'm saying it ain't the same pole, I couldn't find one that had it all, y'all
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Till I stumbled on a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking shot taking love making pretty boy band hating butt shaking love song
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Love Song
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Kevin Fowler |