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Arjen:
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Hey you, country girl
You look so hot you'd make a straight hear curl
You've got everything it takes, oh no
To make my skin crawl, a teardrop fall
Whatever I want she's got it all
I can't help it I'm in love love love...
With a country girl
I'm a city boy, oh yeah
You don't seem to be impressed
Could it be the way I'm dressed
It doesn't matter much to me, oh no
So if you want I'll just deny my roots
Ride a horse and wear cowboy-boots
I'll do anything for love love love
And a country girl
Could it be you don't want me baby
You don't care at all?
The way you push them cow's around
(It drives me up the wall)
I even thought about movin'
To Memphis Tennessee
Tell me are you lonesome babe
Don't be cruel to me
My country girl
I'm a city boy, oh come on!
And after all I must admit
You looked okay, but you smelled like shit!
I won't have anything to do with you
So now I'll never watch John Wayne again
Throw my Dylans in the garbage-can
Don't you ever fall in love love love
Could it be you don't want me baby
You don't care at all?
The way you push them cow's around
(It drives me up the wall)
I even thought about movin'
To Memphis Tennessee
Tell me are you lonesome babe
Don't be cruel to me
My country girl
I'm a city boy
You're a country girl, oh yeah
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Pools of sorrow ~ waves of joy →
Country girl, city boy
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