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(Ronnie Dunn)
I get out on the redneck side every now and then
Call up my baby she comes over and the party begins
She's a slick nickel she's right on the money
I wouldn't give her up for a thousand buckle bunnies
I'm her big cat daddy, she's my little Miss Honky Tonk
She's got my number, knows my favorite songs on the jukebox
Goes to gettin' down like crazy and the whole place rocks
We'll have a few and get to feelin' right
She'll be my queen bee I'll be her neon knight
I'm her big cat daddy, she's my little Miss Honky Tonk
Oh Oh I love her so
Stand back give her room boys and watch her go
She's a looker, heads turn when she comes through the door
A show stopper when she gets to goin' out on the floor
We leave all our troubles and cares way behind us
I feel like I'm a king when I'm out with her highness
I'm her big cat daddy, she's my little Miss Honky Tonk
Oh Oh I love her so
Stand back give her room boys and watch her go
We leave all our troubles and cares way behind us
I feel like I'm a king when I'm out with her highness
I'm her big cat daddy, she's my little Miss Honky Tonk
I'm her big cat daddy, she's my little Miss Honky Tonk
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(Ronnie Dunn)
She's dressed to kill in a dress he bought her
She wouldn't care if he walked in and caught her
She's come to dance a dance or two
And do no tellin' what by the time the night is through
She found out the hard way about him
She's out to find out how she'll do without him
Her hands are shakin', her heart's pounding
By the way she's drinking his memory's drowin'
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She's not the cheatin' kind
She's been cheated one too many times
Oh, she's never fooled around
'Cause he's still lyin' she's through cryin'
She's not foolin' now
She walks by and every head turns
You can see how hot her fire burns
He didn't know what a good thing he had
It's too late and that's too bad
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(Michael Lunn/Michael Noble)
She knows what's been keepin' him out too late
She never was the kind to sit around and wait
She loosened the locket he gave her
She took off her wedding band
And when he gets home he'll find
All she's left behind is
Silver and gold
Haven't they lost their shine
Tonight she let go for the last time
Just silver and gold
Ties that no longer bind her
Now he's left alone with silver and gold
He could've kept her love so easily
It wasn't like she didn't try to make him see
But once she made up her mind
There was no turnin' back
And he's gonna understand
When all he's holdin' in his hands is
Silver and gold
Haven't they lost their shine
Tonight she let go for the last time
Just silver and gold
Ties that no longer bind her
Now he's left alone with silver and gold
And what once was sacred, only yesterday
They don't mean a thing as she walks away
Silver and gold
Haven't they lost their shine
Tonight she let go for the last time
Just silver and gold
Ties that no longer bind her
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(Ronnie Dunn/Janine Dunn/Dean Dillon)
Hello heartache who let you in
I swore the last time never again
Back together just you and me
Where's you old friend Mr. Misery
I went and did it I dropped my guard
I fell in and I fell hard
Now she's sayin' she's found someone new
How could I have been such a fool
Oh close the door turn out the lights draw the curtain
I'll get over her in time it's gonna take some hurtin'
I tell myself I told you so as I fall apart
I can't blame love
But I'll never forgive my heart
Oh close the door turn out the lights draw the curtain
I'll get over her in time it's gonna take some hurtin'
I tell myself I told you so as I fall apart
I can't blame love
But I'll never forgive my heart
I can't blame love
But I'll never forgive my heart
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(Kix Brooks/Ronnie Dunn/Don Cook)
I'm still hurtin' from the last time
You walked on this heart of mine
I can't find much to believe in
You let me down so many times
Heaven knows how I love you
But I'm tired of holding on
You better kiss me
'Cause your gonna miss me when I'm gone
Not much chance we're gonna make it
If I'm the only one who's trying
You know I'm running out of reasons
And we're running out of time
Someday, girl, you're gonna wake up
And wonder what went wrong
You better kiss me
'Cause your gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're good at going through the motions
All I hear are alibis
Not I get this empty feeling
When I look into your eyes
I don't see a love light shining
I don't know what's going on
You better kiss me
'Cause your gonna miss me when I'm gone
You better kiss me
'Cause your gonna miss me when I'm gone
You better kiss me
'Cause your gonna miss me when I'm gone
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(Kix Brooks/Don Cook/Billy LaBounty)
A hundred miles an hour
Out on highway 10
Top down burning up the night again
Ain't no one can catch you
But girl I'm gonna try
I can see that dangerous look in your eyes
You're my kind of crazy
Full moon saying you know what I like
How about it baby
Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight
I saw you at the drive-in
Dancing on a car
Rocking to the radio underneath the stars
Living every moment like it was your last
Don't know where you're going
You're just going fast
You're my kind of crazy
Full moon saying you know what I like
How about it baby
Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight
I ain't afraid of nothing
When I'm out with you
Running through the shadows
Chasing down the moon
Pushing to the limit
Isn't far enough
Let's go off the edge
And fall all the way in love
You're my kind of crazy
Full moon saying you know what I like
How about it baby
Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight
You're my kind of crazy
Full moon saying you know what I like
How about it baby
Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight
You're my kind of crazy
Full moon saying you know what I like
How about it baby
Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight
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(Don Cook/Kix Brooks/Ronnie Dunn)
There's not a heart that ain't been broken
A lie that ain't been spoken
A shattered dream that brand new love can't fix
I've been burned, I've been cheated
But this old heart's still beating
Ain't no big deal
It's just whiskey under the bridge
Let's dance a little closer
I'll help you get over
The hurt you thought you never could forget
The bitter tears you tasted
All those nights you wasted
Don't look back
It's just whiskey under the bridge
All those nights of drinking
Finally got me thinking
Heartache is just a waste of time
I've been burned, I've been cheated
But this old heart's still beating
Ain't no big deal
It's just whiskey under the bridge
All those nights of drinking
Finally got me thinking
Heartache is just a waste of time
I've been burned, I've been cheated
But this old heart's still beating
Ain't no big deal
It's just whiskey under the bridge
Ain't no big deal
It's just whiskey under the bridge
Ain't no big deal
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(Ronnie Dunn/Kix Brooks/Don Cook)
I've loved you since I met you
I guess I always will
There's something 'bout the way you smile
That makes my heart stand still
You say you love your freedom
I'd never tie you down
If you ever need these loving arms
I'll be hangin' 'round
If that's the way you want it
That's alright with me
If that's the way you want it
That's how it's gonna be
I'll be your Johnnie on the spot
Or Mr. Used To Be
If that's the way you want it
That's alright with me
I'm laid back, easy-going
I'm not the jealous kind
I won't get in your business
If you won't mess with mine
Just say the word forever
I'll gladly sing that line
I'll lay the world down at your feet
And fly you to the moon
If that's the way you want it
That's alright with me
If that's the way you want it
That's how it's gonna be
I'll be your Johnnie on the spot
Or Mr. Used To Be
If that's the way you want it
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(Kix Brooks)
Well you might say trouble is my middle name
I can't get ahead of the game
Runnin' on empty and I'm runnin' late
Bossman's yelling won't give me a break
I could write a book about getting behind
But there's one kind of trouble that I don't mind
She meets me after work when the sun goes down
She's the kind of trouble that makes the world go 'round
Total strangers, even my best friends, bird-dog my baby when she walks in
She's a little slice of heaven, and hell on heels
And never gonna walk the line
Oh, but she's the kind of trouble that I don't mind
We're dancing to the band and from the time we start
They circle like hungry sharks
They're cuttin' in quick as I can cut 'em loose
I could get jealous but it ain't no use
She can't help it 'cause she's so fine
She's the kind of trouble that I don't mind
We're dancing to the band and from the time we start
They circle like hungry sharks
They're cuttin' in quick as I can cut 'em loose
I could get jealous but it ain't no use
She can't help it 'cause she's so fine
She's the kind of trouble that I don't mind
She's hanging out the window on the way back home
She yells at everybody just come on along
Party at my place just follow the truck
We'll be cuttin' a rug 'til the sun comes up
She's a little slice of heaven, hell on heels
And never gonna walk the line
Oh but she's the kind of that I don't mind
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(Kix Brooks/Chick Rains)
I was sittin' in a truckstop
Watchin' tumbleweeds roll by
Tryin' to read the menu
When the waitress caught my eye
She pulled a pencil from her hair
And leaned across the bar
I did my best not to stare
But man, she made it hard
I asked that trucker next to me
Hey, what looks good today
He said I know what's on your mind
And boy, there ain't no way
Get yourself some apple pie
And something cool to drink
I know you want the special
And I like the way you think
But you can't have the waitress
Boy, everybody's tried
There's a cowboy down in Abilene
Who keeps her satisfied
They got a hundred acre dream
That's gettin' closer every day
Just a few more plates of ham and eggs
And a few good rides away
Hard times hit West Texas
Damn near everything's for sale
But there's somethings we hold sacred
When everything else fails
When we're down to nothing
Out here, everybody shares
Most of us have lost our dreams
So we bought into theirs
I've seen her walk a hundred miles
Up and down this floor
I've never seen her fail to smile
When he limps through that door
So when you're done, you leave a tip
And make it nice and fat
And feel lucky you can own a piece
Of something like that
But you can't have the waitress
Boy, everybody's tried
There's a cowboy down in Abilene
Who keeps her satisfied
They got a hundred acre dream
That's gettin' closer every day
Just a few more plates of ham and eggs
And a few good rides away
But you can't have the waitress
Boy, everybody's tried
There's a cowboy down in Abilene
Who keeps her satisfied
They got a hundred acre dream
That's gettin' closer every day
Just a few more plates of ham and eggs
And a few good rides away
Just a few more plates of ham and eggs
And a few good rides away
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