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I tried posting this yesterday, but for some reason, I thought it post, but it didn't go through. I'll repost it again.
I decided to write a corny country song. (I hate new country music)
I saw her there across the room
Dancing with her friend
Both in hats and shorts and boots
Legs from the floor up to their rear-end!
I sauntered on over, said "What up, bee-yutch!"
*Slap!*
Oooh! Missed it by that much!
Stars spinning round mah eyes
Headed back to the bar
Downed another shot,
Then I grabbed my guitar
Fingers flying like Clapton and Stevie Vaughn and such
*twang-snap*
Oooh! Missed it by that much!
A cutie at a table started chattin me up
a redhead with a cast
She's broken her leg on dead man's curve
Takin the turn too fast.
As we headed to the exit I kicked out her crutch
*tumble CRASH thud!"
Ooooh! Missed it by that much!
Born under a bad sign
I don't got the touch
My ever-living anthem
Missed it by that much
If we go on a date
It'll always be Dutch
I never can score
Missed it by that much
If my love life was an engine
I'd be choking the clutch
Revving til the engine blows
*Vrooooooooom*BOOOOOOOOM*clink clink*
Missed it by that much
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