Here we go
She's on a hidden tableau
Just a two-for-one and the two for one is right down my alley side
I'm just a wasted behind
Don't you know it's an easy thing when it's lost
Doesn't show when the ends are frayed
And it's tossed out lined with silver thread
I've seen you wasted behind
She's so lackadaisical
Should have been a west coast bride
Back seat on electric glide
Pilots flying, drive-by fades
Don't hold your breath too long
This tunnel is a Texas mile
Callow teasing yellow eyes
Bleacher dates the second prize
Cherry-picking favorites
My dash was locked
I guess I feel fine
The way the river bends
The woman's bending over me
Ba-da-da-da ba-da-da-da (Texas, Texas, Texas, Texas)
