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Take my jacket off I'll take another Scotch She'll be walking in In another ten And I ain't gonna miss it Well, there's an old jukebox She'll go dust it off Put a quarter in And watch her spin You're still the one I want Well, there's kinda basic, kinda tasteless, unoriginal kinds And then there's just (just) my (my) type Kinda cowgirl The way her hair twirls When she rides by (there she goes) That's my kinda cowgirl (Okay) Well, she's no Annie Oakley And she's no perfеct shot She's a city burn With a loaded gun, and Watch her firе away Well, there's kinda honky tonkin', country talkin', rodeo kinds And then there's just (just) my (my) type Kinda cowgirl (cowgirl) The way her hair twirls When she rides by (there she goes) That's my kinda cowgirl (cowgirl) Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, boo-do-bum Woo (That's my kinda cowgirl) (Kinda cowgirl) (Kinda cowgirl, kinda cowgirl) (That's my kinda cowgirl, yeah) Well, there's kinda basic, kinda tasteless, unoriginal kinds There's kinda honky tonkin', country talkin', rodeo kinds But there's only one kinda woman that keeps me up at night And she's just (just) my (my) type Kinda cowgirl (cowgirl), woah The way her hair twirls (twirls) When she rides by (there she goes, there she goes) You know that's my kinda cowgirl (cowgirl, cowgirl) (Ba, da-da-da, uh) bye-bye, bye-bye (Uh, uh, do-do-do-boo-do-bum-do-do-dum) bye-bye, bye-bye (Ba-da-dum-duh, ba-ba-dum-ba-do-dum) bye, bye (Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye) bye-bye, bye-bye (Da, da-da-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da, da, bye) bye-bye, bye-bye
Writer(s): Stephen Day, Micah Tawlks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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