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

was a rodeo
Mama was a band
I could guitar and rope a steer
I learned to stand
Home was anywhere diesel gas
Love was a trucker's
Never stuck long enough
For a one stand
you kiss me you should know
Papa was a

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

What are we in this dive bar?
How can you live in a like this?
Why you just get into my car
And I'll take you away, I'll take that now, but

(Boy) Papa was a . . .

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

was a rodeo . . .

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