Intro
Verse 1
You're A Dime Store Pistol Pen Put Through Its Paces
I'm A Painted Palomino Running Off To The Races
You're A Lead Heavy Silver-Toed Boot On A Throttle
I'm A Dizzy Ballerina Spinning 'Round With A Bottle
Pre-Chorus
On The Tip Of My Tongue
You Were Dancing On A High Noon Sun
Chorus
You Put Your Lips On Me
And I Can Barely Breathe
I Kinda Love The Way It Feels Like I Could Die
I'm Burning In Your Touch
Leaning And Lock Me Up
You Got Me Sweating Like Its Texas In July-Y-Y
Verse 2
You're The Sweet Antivemon
You're The Shake In The Rattle
You're The Keeper Of The Key With My Heart In The Shackles
You're The Gold In My Tequila
Your The Heat That Melts The Eyes
Your Arms Are Just Like Embers
Baby Can You Hold Tonight
Chorus
You Put Your Lips On Me
And I Can Barely Breathe
I Kinda Love The Way It Feels Like I Could Die
I'm Burning In Your Touch
Leaning And Lock Me Up
You Got Me Sweating Like Its Texas In July-Y-Y
Interlude
Pre-Chorus
Whisper My Name
Like A Finger Through White Hot Flames
On The Tip Of My Tongue
You Were Dancing On A High Noon Sun
Chorus
You Put Your Lips On Me
And I Can Barely Breathe
I Kinda Love The Way It Feels Like I Could Die
I'm Burning In Your Touch
Leaning And Lock Me Up
You Got Me Sweating Like Its Texas In
Outro
Texas In July-Y-Y
July-Y-Y
