me another tequila, me another tequila, SheilaTake off that

kisses taste like whiskeyBurning through my veinsShe don't know

I look up from the bottomI still don't see

I'm going to be famous, do I have talent,

voice is like a ghost inside my headYou whisper

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

meets her at the front door, he can tell

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

brings back an old feelingRunning into you like thisI'm

knew something was the matterIt really needed my attentionAnd

are burning up the forestsDown along the AmazonThere's children

a house that's a little run downThis city aren’t

1: Gwen always been a rollin' stoneWith a reckless

1: Blake here, I'm just a feather in the

1: Joe met Jimmy on a barstoolListenin' to old

I won't back downNo, I won't back downYou can

man said, "It's gonna snow"By now I should be used

1: Blake got a stereo stuck in the '80sStill

someone comes along and tries to love you like i

She's faced the hardest times you could imagineAnd many times her