lars nelson - texas bitch lyrics
i just got off another ten-hour day
with no recognition and miserable pay
so i grabbed a few bucks and jumped into my car
gonna get myself lost in some texas bar
i saw her the moment that i walked in
she was surrounded by guys with those silly grins
flirtin’ and laughin’ she was messing with their minds
i didn’t need none of that cause’ i know her kind
chorus:
– she’s a texas b-tch, she’s young and rich
– and she never had to pay her own way
– her daddy’s into oil & gas
– she never has to work, she just sits on her -ss
– she’s a texas b-tch, she’s young and rich
– she buys her clothes in paris, france
– she drives her porsche car to all the dallas bars
– and she’ll never give a guy a chance
now i had to admit, she looks pretty fit
she’s got racquel’s body and dolly parton’s… hair
her perfect nose and her deep blue eyes
will look at those guys as they dang near die
she wears lucchese boots and designer jeans
a looow-cut blouse, about to burst the seams
for every flaw there was a remedy
p-ss the silicone and plastic surgery
chorus:
– she’s a texas b-tch, she’s young and rich
– and she never had to pay her own way
– her daddy’s into oil & gas
– she never has to work, she just sits on her -ss
– she’s a texas b-tch, she’s young and rich
– she buys her clothes in paris, france
– she drives her porsche car to all the houston bars
– and she’ll never give a guy a chance
all the guys around were trying to be real cool
struttin’ and braggin’, they’re looking like fools
they’d ask her to dance and she’d say, “i’ll see”
then to spite em’ she walked on over to me
well, she sat right down, put her hand on my knee
said, “my name is dixie, wanna come home with me?”
i was tired of that whole scene, i guess
cause’ i turned to her and i just said… no!
chorus:
– cause you’re a texas b-tch, you’re young and rich
– and you never had to pay your own way
– your daddy’s into oil & gas
– you never had to work, you just sit on your -ss
– yep, you’re a texas b-tch, you’re young and rich
– you buy your clothes in paris, france
– you drive your porsche car to all the texas bars
– and you’ll never give a guy a chance
i could see she didn’t know just what to say
she went home all alone, but she called the next day
now she won’t leave me alone or let me outta her sight
she spends her money on me all day and night
chorus:
– now she’s my texas b-tch, we’re young and rich
– she buys -my- clothes in paris, france
– i drive her porsche car to all the texas bars
– and i’ll never give that b-tch a chance
– yep, now she’s my texas b-tch, we’re young and rich
– and we never have to pay our own way
– i drive her porsche car to all the texas bars
– and i’ll never give that b-tch a chance
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