I got a barstool confession
'Bout to do a bad thing, I'm 'bout to fall from Heaven
Got a screw loose, I reckon
'Cause I never can seem to learn my lesson
Damn, he's my every guilty pleasure
Tattoos, buckles and leather
That Stetson lookin' weathered (Oh me, oh my)
I'm dancing with temptation
Might need a little savin'
But Sunday service ain't for two days
And that boy's trouble
Hell, he's got me shootin' doubles
And it ain't even hit midnight (God help me)
I'm cowboy crazy
Pickin' petals off a daisy
Thinkin' things that ain't lady like (Not healthy)
Oh, I'm hangin' on a prayer
Don't let me go there
'Cause the only thing between us
Is boots, jeans, and Jesus
I'm making whiskey decisions
I should never start a drink that I know I can't finish, oh Lord
Just take me to the chapel
Don't let me bite the apple
Don't let me climb back in that saddle
'Cause that boy's trouble
Hell he's got me shootin' doubles
And it ain't even hit midnight (God help me)
I'm cowboy crazy
Pickin' petals off a daisy
Thinkin' things that ain't lady like (Not healthy)
Oh, I'm hangin' on a prayer
Don't let me go there
'Cause the only thing between us
Is boots, jeans, and Jesus
(Aw hell)
It's like, girl get a grip
When we get, when we get close like this
Nah, it ain't never "just one more kiss"
When we get, when we get close like this
Here I go again
And that boy's trouble
Hell, he's got me shootin' doubles
And it ain't even hit midnight (God help me)
I'm cowboy crazy
Pickin' petals off a daisy
Thinkin' things that ain't lady like (Not healthy)
Oh, I'm hangin' on a prayer
Don't let me go there
'Cause the only thing between us
Is boots, jeans, and Jesus
Aw hell
C'mon boy
God help me
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