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I like your twisted point of view,
I like questioning eyebrows
made it pretty clear what you like
It's only fair to you now
I see that pucker forming
But maybe you should plug it a beer, because

Papa was a
Mama was a band
I could guitar and rope a steer
Before I to stand
Home was anywhere with gas
was a trucker's hand
Never stuck around long
For a one stand
Before you kiss me you should
was a rodeo

The light off the mirror ball
like a thousand swirling eyes
They make me think I shouldn't be at all
You know, every minute someone

What are we doing in this dive
How can you in a place like this?
Why don't you get into my car
And I'll take you away, I'll take kiss now, but

(Boy) was a rodeo . . .

And now it's 55 later
We've had the of the century
After all these years wrestling
I still feel like crying when I think of you said to me

Papa was a . . .

you kiss me you should know
Papa was a
What a coincidence, your was a rodeo too