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

1: Shakira, Blake Shelton, I feel like I'm losing

ever wondered why country songs say the same old

played some Stones and Skynyrd songsLast night on the

voice is like a ghost inside my headYou whisper

music in the cityAnd lights are on displayThere's a

dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

Christina 1: Christina shot of whiskey, please, bartenderKeep

by lady RolexBody by Bow flexHair by Hollywood salonBag

1: Blake man, you've got to watch where you're

got her new jeans onLooking so right it’s wrongUmmm

told me I'd regret itOn the day I left

meets her at the front door, he can tell

can't have this conversationWithout lots of reservations on the

daddy, kept a six pack in the fridgeWe thought

1: Toneisha you wake up and don't wanna smileIf

I met you 'fore anyone knew my namePlayin' for

My mother’s biscuits melt in your mouthAnd my daddy he is

Well it must've been 100 in that summer sunAnd I've been

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