G C People at this honky tonk they're about to drive me insaneD7 G To tell you the truth my darlin' you're the only reason I cameC But your beauty's so distractin' hope it don't lead to my demiseD7 G Can you please tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyesC They're playing crummy rap music and there ain't even a bandD7 G And I wouldn't even be here but you hold my heart in your handsC So before I lose my cool and start actin' like them other dirty guysD7 G Would you please tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyes Yo there brother we're giving' you a shoutGot the bitches in stitches and we're all hangin' outC Lookin' good in the hood tell you what it's all aboutG Shoot that rapper and let the guitar player playC If it wasn't for the alcohol I would be quoting VoltaireD7 G But with that cute rocking' bod' of yours I can't do nothin' but stareC Let's go to your place baby stay up and watch the sun riseD7 G But first please tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyesC I'll be your sex object I'll be your good ol' boy toyD7 G We'll have the perfect redneck wedding then a little bundle of joyC And somewhere down the road we'll look back and we'll laugh about this nightD7 G When I said tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyesC Yeah later down the road we'll look back and we'll laugh about this nightD7 G Yes we will right now won't you tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyesC Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs nowD7 G Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs nowC Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs nowD7 G Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs now
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