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(Oh yeah, here we go man) This little lady down in Texas Tight tank top and a tan Rockin' three religion bridges Drinkin' beer in a can She was too hot to two-step I was too dumb just to leave her alone But I made up my mind And I felt a fever comin' on (oh it's kinda gettin' hot) Yeah my knuckles turned white My neck turned red My one good eye rode Straight back in my head Makes a Texas tornado Seem like a cool breeze I can feel it comin' over me Mad Cowboy Disease (Oh yeah) Well I was one line away From scoring a win But I was two shots shy Of three sheets to the wind Must've drank a hundred dollars Sittin' there just tryin' to Work up the nerve Well one more here for my jitters Then I'll stagger Over to her (Well I really couldn't walk that good. Oh excuse me there. Kinda drippin' all over myself. Oh lordy. Oh boy. Here we go again) Talk little Mmm Mel JjjJ Tillis What's your nnn n name She said you ain't no player boy I ain't no good for the game You're kind of cute When you're feelin' better Give me a call And with her black eye liner She wrote her number on my Tremblin' palm Yeah my knees started shakin' I was breakin' out a sweat Tryin' to memorize her number 'Cause my hand was gettin' wet I was showing more symptoms Looking for a remedy I can feel it coming over me Mad Cowboy Disease (Oh I got the Mad Cowboy Disease. A little hoof in the mouth. Make your tongue hand out all the way to the floor. Whoa, down on my hand and knees. Beggin like a hungry dog, whatdaya mean get off my knees. I kinda like it down here if your know what I mean. Does anybody got a leash? I'm startin' to get a little rabid, if you know what I mean.) |
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