Lyrics:
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
downtown
And I said
Hey John Michael Montgomery won't mind
If I steal a song and make it mine all mine
Like I did so many times with Tim McGraw's
Yeah
Well I may not be the best singer in this big world
I've never been that guy who gets all the girls
But I got a good ole friend that I want you
Wine stains on the cow hide rug
Blue jeans in the hallway
High heels in the bathroom tub
Truck ain’t in the driveway
We got this thing that we do
I
if Tim McGraw's got any of that snifflin night time
Sneezin achin stuffy head coughin
Wake up on the top of your tour bus medicine for me
(coughs)
I
The Unit was coached by Phil Jackson
The N was raw, it's Tim McGraw
Them Henny caps was spinnin' off
You had beef and niggas saw you?
They smacked you
Skynyrd if you hand me a Strat
Put a boot up your ass you got a problem with that
This damn moonshines got me feeling silly
I'm jumping up and down like
thankful for every friend that stays around
Slee
I got friends in low places
Like my name Garth Brooks
You gotta live like you were dying
Tim McGraw take
finally caught me
Give me back my horse
Not a moment too soon Tim McGraw jumped in
Did his best Jackie Chan got a cop on the chin
Now I don't
bones
I ain't no Bryan Adams, I ain't Tim McGraw
But I live like I'm dying singing straight for the heart Deep inside this is me
I feel alive....It's all
'm the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire, come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I
'm the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire, come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I
and lig (my balls)
It looks like a turd
Go lick a bird
And it's so absurd
That I got lerd
Vegans are dumb
My face is numb
We like to drum
Don't be a bum you
Don't ya know it
Don't ya feel it too
Don't ya know that I'm taken away by you
It's been a long day baby
I ain't nothing but tired
How bout you did
smile
When she sang that George Strait song
Then I put on some Tim McGraw and we
Yelled every word at the top of our lungs
Didn't have no destination
Got
Here Betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin done
You can shake for dem but bet that you don't profit none
I got a coochie fart fetish, baby
Or was it out walking upon the sea
That tore your legs from the knees away?"
"No I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
When I left my two fine legs
after that, I have a full relapse.
Lose my hand in a game of craps.
And after that everyone calls me claw.
And after that I work for Tim McGraw
you got me singing like
You belong with me, I belong with you
Knew it at fifteen now we're 22
Singing Tim McGraw, cuz it's our song
A love story made
Ray Ray wit the shot
Quick draw McGraw
Aim on lock
Im gon ball yea
Don't need no loss
Getting these shots off
I want it all
Ballin all year
Faded
That I just miss
Back when Joe Diffie painted in John Deere Green
Alan Jackson went on the Chattahoochee
Tim McGraw begged please don't take the girl
Amanda Shiers and Keith Sykes.
All my country heroes that I can find
I got my old guitar I got my beat up shoes I’m heading downtown to play a little
EVERYTHING
AND I’VE GOT ONE GOOP REASON FOR THESE SONGS THAT I SING
HE GAVE ADAM EVE
LOUIS LANE CHRISTOPHER REEVE
LUCILLE BALL TO DESI
EVERY KING NEEDS
The apple gloss on Miami Beach, David Hasselhoff
Hassle me I'm Tim McGraw, I don't pass the ball
Ball hard fourth quarter shoot the lights off
Fast break,
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