me another tequila, me another tequila, SheilaTake off that

There's a child for every dollBut I guess that’s not quite

even trying when I close my eyesI see you

1: Blake sun is setting on your last good

in my daddy's truckEight years old and acting toughHe

never liked the taste of whiskey til I kissed

1: Barbra Streisand & Blake has a way of

ever wondered why country songs say the same old

bells ring, are you listeningIn the lane, snow is

put a bullet in my radioSomethin' just hit me

your life, you say you need a changeDon't all

was a timeI really used to care about what

I was a cloud, I'd make baby raindropsAnd they'd

ain't ever worn a haloDon't suppose I ever

catchin' every third wordOf what you're tryin' to tell

WooYeah, I always said, "You can sleep when you're dead"Keep the

town can get to talkin'Lately they been talkin' 'bout

Gwen Stefani & Blake if someone comes along and

me another tequila, me another tequila, SheilaTake off that

Right time, the right placeThe right body, the right faceTimber I'm