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Mcgraw Tim - Indian Outlaw Lyrics




Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair,
I throwed at my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear.
She's got me saying sugar-pie, honey, darlin', and dear,
I ain't seen the Braves play a game all year.
I'm gonna get fired, if I don't get some sleep,
My long lost buddies say I'm gettin' in to deep.
-Chorus-
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it,
I try so hard, I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it.
My Mama and Daddy tried to teach me courtesy,
But it never sank in 'til that firl got a hold of me.
Now I'm holding unbrellas and openin' up doors,
I'm taking out the trash and I'm sweepin' my floors.
Crossin' my fingers, and countin' every kiss,
Prayin' that it keeps goin' on like this.
-Chorus-
-Bridge-
Got to wash my truck and dress up
To pick he rup to watch TV.
And she sits down on the sofa,
She'll move a little closer...
She can't get enough of me.
-Chorus-
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Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair,
I throwed at my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear.
She's got me saying sugar-pie, honey, darlin', and dear,
I ain't seen the Braves play a game all year.
I'm gonna get fired, if I don't get some sleep,
My long lost buddies say I'm gettin' in to deep.
-Chorus-
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it,
I try so hard, I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it.
My Mama and Daddy tried to teach me courtesy,
But it never sank in 'til that firl got a hold of me.
Now I'm holding unbrellas and openin' up doors,
I'm taking out the trash and I'm sweepin' my floors.
Crossin' my fingers, and countin' every kiss,
Prayin' that it keeps goin' on like this.
-Chorus-
-Bridge-
Got to wash my truck and dress up
To pick he rup to watch TV.
And she sits down on the sofa,
She'll move a little closer...
She can't get enough of me.
-Chorus-
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Writer: GENE SIMMONS, JOHN LOUDERMILK, JOHN D LOUDERMILK, TOMMY BARNES
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management

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