Texty

Landed all on my roots I showed up in boots and ruined you're black tie affair Last one to know last one to show I was the last one you thought to see there And I saw the surprise the fear in his eyes When I took his glass of champagne And I toasted you said honey we may be trough You'll never hear me complain Well I've got friends In low places Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away And Il be okay Yano that I'm not big on social graces Think il slip on down to the oasis Oh I got friends in low places I guess I was wrong I just don't belong And I've been there before Everything's alright I just say goodnight and I show myself to the door Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene Just give me an hour and then We'll il be as high as that Ivory Tower You're living in Choras X2
Writer(s): Earl Lee, Dewayne Blackwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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