| Woman like long neck bottles
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| And a big head on her beer
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| I don’t like to talk about my women
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| But I hold that woman dear
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| Well, one night she go to drinking
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| Got out and shot up the town
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| I’ll be damned if she didn’t
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| Bring an airplane down
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| I don’t like to talk about my woman
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| But this one sure could chug 'em down
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| I don’t like to talk about my woman
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| But this one sure could chug 'em down
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| One night she started drinking
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| Down by the river
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| She tied up the river
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| And backed the ocean down
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| I don’t like to talk about none of my women
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| But this one sure could hold her long neck bottle beer down
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| When she walked into a bar
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| They set 'em and got right out of town
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| 'Cuz she picked 'em up a’plenty
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| And laid a lot of them down
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| Women like long neck bottles
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| And a big head on their beer
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| Now you got that down
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| You got that down
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| Well, one night she go to drinking
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| Got out and shot up the town
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| I’ll be damned if she didn’t
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| Bring an airplane down
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| I don’t like to talk about my woman
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| But this one sure could chug 'em down
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| I don’t like to talk about my woman
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| But this one sure could chug 'em down
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| I don’t like to talk about none of my women
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| But I’m going to do it anyway
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| Then I’m going to get
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| Right out of town |