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Oh yeah, we go man

This little lady in Texas, tight tank top and a tan
Rockin' three religion bridges, drinkin' in a can
She was too hot to two-step, I was too dumb just to her alone
But I made up my mind and I a fever comin' on
Kinda hotter

Yeah, my turned white, my neck turned red
My one eye rode straight back in my head
Makes a Texas seem like a cool breeze
I can feel it over me mad cowboy disease, oh yeah

Well, I was one line from scoring a win
But I was two shots shy of sheets to the wind
Must've a hundred dollars
Sittin' there just tryin' to work up the
Well one more here for my jitters I'll stagger reaching over to her

I really couldn't that good
Oh, excuse me there kinda drippin' all over
Oh, Lordy, oh boy, we go again

like Mel Tillis I said what's your name
She you ain't no player boy and I ain't no good for the game
You're kind of but when you're feelin' better give me a call
And with her eye liner she wrote her number on my tremblin' palm

Yeah, my started shakin', I was breakin' out a sweat
Tryin' to memorize her number my hand was gettin' wet
I was showing the looking for a remedy
I can feel it over me, mad cowboy disease

Oh, I got the mad cowboy disease, little hoof in the
your tongue hand out all the way to the floor
Down on my hands and knees, beggin' a hungry dog

What do you get off my knees?
I kinda like it down here, anybody got a leash?
I'm startin' to get a little rabid, you know I mean?