Lyrics

Sometimes a guy needs Someone he can talk to A good friend he can lean on When he's feelin' down Someone he can argue with But both still get along Someone he can hang out with Till the break of dawn She's my drinkin' buddy She's got tight blue jeans Long blond hair And she's a cowboy's dream She can knock em back Shot for shot Like you've never seen What's even better Is a little bit a later I might just get lucky With my drinkin' buddy Well there ain't nothing wrong With those other kinds of ladies That sit there with their champagne Talkin' girly stuff Well my girl's just as likely To buy a round or three Tell a down right dirty joke Sweet as she can be She's my drinkin' buddy She's got tight blue jeans Long blond hair And she's a cowboy's dream She can knock em back Shot for shot Like you've never seen What's even better Is a little bit a later I might just get lucky With my drinkin' buddy Along about mid night Feeling right She'll bat those eyes at me Plant a big one on my lips And I'll know it's time to leave With my drinkin' buddy She's got tight blue jeans, uh uh Long blond hair And she's a cowboy's dream She can knock em back Shot for shot Like you've never seen What's even better Is a little bit a later I might just get lucky With my drinkin' buddy She's got tight blue jeans Long blond hair And she's a cowboy's dream She can knock em back Shot for shot Like you've never seen What's even better Is a little bit a later I might just get lucky With my drinkin' buddy What's even better Is a little bit a later I might just get lucky With my drinkin' buddy
Writer(s): Byron Hill, Gord Bamford, Mark Irwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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