
Well, I saw him walk in, with his cowboy hat
And I thought to myself, I could use some of that
His boots like glass on a sawdust floor, huh
Had moves like nothing I’d ever seen before
So I walked right up, and I pulled him to the side
I handed that man a beer and looked him in the eyes
And I said “Baby, I think you’re gonna wanna hear this”
Then I told him
Excuse me
You look like you love me
You look like you want me to want you to come on home
And baby I don’t blame you
For looking me up and down across this room
I’m drunk and I’m ready to leavе
And you look like you love me
This one could be lyrics for a song!
I agree with you Christy – I am thinking how I can create a piano lyrins:)
Nice!
Beautiful written you. Nice words.