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[Verse 1]
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I was raisin' Hell in Nashville
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With a damn good friend of mine
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Talkin' 'bout the ideal woman
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Who might walk in tonight
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Brunettes, blondes, redheads
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and everything in between
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Tell me, what's the woman of your dreams?


[Verse 2]
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He said, I'm lookin' for an angel
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Who's a devil in disguise
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Rich enough to buy the bank 
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And easy on the eyes
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I said you may be lookin' 
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For a woman who's lean and long and mean,
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But let me tell you what a woman means to me


[Chorus 1]
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Well she's wearin faded blue jeans
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And Tony Lama boots
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Behind the wheel of a pick-up truck 
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She's playin' Chris LeDoux  
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If she don't know how to two-step
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She's never learned to ride
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Then let me tell you, son, 
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That she ain't no woman of mine


[Verse 3]
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I don't need no princess
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or no daddy's girl
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She's gotta be bona fied, backwoods, down-home lovin' 

If she's gonna rock my world
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The kind of woman who don't mind goin' out on a Saturday night
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Put the pedal to the metal and kick it into four wheel drive


[Chorus 2]
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Well she looks her best in a cotton dress
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And Tony Lama boots
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Behind the wheel of a pick-up truck 
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She's playin' Merle Haggard tunes  
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If she don't know how to two-step
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She's never learned to ride
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Then let me tell you, son, 
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That she ain't no woman of mine


[Chorus 3]
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Well she's wearin faded blue jeans
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And Tony Lama boots
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Behind the wheel of a pick-up truck 
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She's playin' Keith Whitley tunes  
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If she don't know how to two-step
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She's never learned to ride
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Then let me tell you, son, 
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That she ain't no woman of mine


[Outro]
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Then let me tell you, son, 
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That she ain't no woman of mine