by Jeph Johnson
You control how the crowd reacts
When you walk through that door
When you take off my cowboy hat
The whole place can't ignore
The way you put that ol' cowboy hat
On your cute little head
Says that you're unavailable,
You're my girl instead
Though my hair's messed,
I can't complain,
I've got you to take home
It's a small price I have to pay,
'Cause I forgot my comb.
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