Tono: E
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I got on my cowboys boots, jeans and Hawaiian shirt, mirroed sunglasses and mobile phone
E
I guess I look like some Port Aransas dope dealer?s out on bail just trying to get home
E
Well, I ain?t in jail and I got me a guitar, got a little band that?s hotter than a rocket
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Sometimes we?re sloppy, we?re always loud, tonight we?ll just ornry and locked in the pocket
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So screw you, we?re from Texas
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Screw you, we?re from Texas
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Screw you, we?re from Texas
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We?re from Texas baby, so screw you
Now I love the USA and the other states, ah now they?re OK