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 Give me a stone cold george jones, whiskey, bent barstool night 
I wanna fly like a honky tonk moth to that neon light 
This highway burnin' me up, blues been weighin' me down 
There's a hole in the wall needs fillin' on the edge of town 
I'm gonna floorboard that ford straight toward my baby's house 
She'll be shinin' like a million dollar diamond second she steps out 
She'll be slippin' me sugar and buddy, she ain't gonna stop 
Till we bonnie and clyde slide into that parking lot. 
'bout to light that fuse on a friday night 
Get to cuttin' loose on this wound up tight 
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin' 
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin' 
All that leads to late night lovin' 
We ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it. 
That tele rippin' mississippi, cover band's sure on point 
She on the dance floor, good lord, droppin' every jaw in the joint 
When she flips that switch, I'm off like a rocket 
Ain't no way to stop it. 
When we light that fuse on a friday night 
Get to cuttin' loose on this wound up tight 
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strumming 
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin' 
All that leads to late night lovin' 
We ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it. 
'bout to light that fuse on a friday night 
Get to cuttin' loose on this wound up tight 
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin' 
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin' 
All that leads to late night lovin' 
We ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it. 
No, we ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it. 
 
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