| Well it’s been two months since I drank a little too much
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| Said the wrong things and she packed up her stuff
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| Moved down to Mississippi, told her friends she never loved me
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| Said I was nothing but a long-haired hillbilly
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| Now I’m sitting here drowning in a cold beer
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| Don’t tell her you saw me
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| Well, if she asks about me, oh, I’m rockin'
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| I won the lottery, everybody’s talking
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| Money in the bank, gas in the tank
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| A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
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| Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I’m rockin'
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| Now I ain’t slept in days, I just lie there awake
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| Dreamin' 'bout what she’s wearing, moon shinin' heartache
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| Now I know why Hank said it just right
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| You put the record on, «I'm So Lonesome I could cry»
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| I’m sitting here, drowning in a fuzz was beer
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| Don’t tell her now…
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| Well, if she asks about me, oh, I’m rockin'
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| I won the lottery, everybody’s talking
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| Money in the bank, gas in the tank
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| A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
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| Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I’m rockin'
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| Come on now
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| Woo…
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| Well, if she asks about me, oh, I’m rockin'
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| I won the lottery and everybody’s talking
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| Got money in the bank, gas in the tank
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| A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
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| Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I’m rockin' |