by Travis Tritt
Intro: E
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| I took a d | ouble take out on the interstate |
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| when I | saw her makin' eyes at | me. |
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| past the | pool and the eighteenth | green. |
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| And in the parkin' lot I said it's mighty hot, |
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| maybe I could buy you a | beer. |
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| She said I'm | glad you a | sked but I'll | have | to pass |
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| 'cause only | members are | allowed in | here. |
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| Lord you look so invitin' thought it might be exitin' |
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| for a | woman with a limou | sine, |
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| with a | man in wore out | jeans. |
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| It's five o'clock before friday night, |
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| here's where the fun | begins. |
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| So don't w | orry 'bout your | reput | ation, |
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| 'cause | you can | tell all your | friends. |
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| At any honkytonk | roadside pub, |
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| I'm a member of a | country club. |