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I tried to sell some guy an 8 ball of the sweet el paso dust
He said, 'son, I'm a christian I don't fuckin' touch that stuff'
I told him 'I don't either, but if you don't buy can we settle on a hug?'
Strung out, pushing 90, twenty miles from abilene
Skipped town on a dui from drinking memories
Of you and me in cabo, and those pictures that I swore that I'd delete.
And I got these women going crazy for the sound
And a whisky cloud that keeps on rainin' down
Running high on everything, but I still got the blues
Honey, I'm just running low on you.
Well, I thought I made it home last night to rest my broken heart
But I woke up, I was laid up in a dollar general cart
With a bag filled with pedialyte and 'take me back, I'm sorry' hallmark cards
And I smoked my lucky cigarette, but no luck came to me
At that old choctaw casino where I bet your diamond ring
What's the point of winning when you're the only jackpot I need?
And I got these women going crazy for the sound
And a whisky cloud that keeps on rainin' down
Running high on everything, but I still got the blues
Honey, I'm just running low on you.
If I could just stay sober enough to get down on one knee
I'd learn to tie my shoes again and say, 'please marry me'
But I understand if you've got plans to settle down with anyone but me.
And I got these women going crazy for the sound
And a whisky cloud that keeps on rainin' down
Running high on everything, but I still got the blues
Honey, I'm just running low on you
Honey, I'm just running low on you
Honey, I'm just running low on you
Running high on everything, but I still got the blues
Honey, I'm just running low on you.
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