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Brooks Dunn Borderline

She said hey cowboy get off of that couch Yeah, the party's on and we're goin' out I got my low cut dress and my knee highboots I'm like money to burn

I'm dead headin' down from Tulsa Goin' back to San Antone My baby called me up this morning Beggin' me to come back home Haulin' high hopes and thin air

Guess, I lost my head last night Kept on 'til I made you cry Walked out with my stubborn pride Wasn't nothing you could do to stop me I hit the road but

Just sittin' here, mindin' my own broken heart Still hurtin' like the night, she went away Here you come a double shot of trouble in your eyes Now Heaven

You put your heart up on a shelf I know it's hard to be by yourself You need someone that's tur and strong Baby someone just came along I am that man

shooter To blow your memory away I still need ya I'm hurtin' without you Even when I'm feelin' no pain Well, tonight I'm the life of the party Jokin' about my broken

it on and set 'em up Joe Songs about a workin' man blarin' from a bandstand Is music to a country boy's soul Call me the underdog of overtime I stay broke

I guess I lost my head last night Kept on 'til I made you cry Walked out with my stubborn pride Wasn't nothing you could do to stop me I hit the road

My Maria don't you know I've come a long, long way I been longin' to see her When she's around she takes my blues away Sweet Maria the sunlight surely