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Cotton flannel on a front porch swing
Leather jacket and some tight blue jeans
Don′t get me started on the things I think
When you're wearing nothing but them soft white sheets, yeah

Listen, baby, you can put on anything
What drives me crazy

Is seeing you in a honky-tonk
The way you′re slipping that neon on
Girl, there ain't a look you can't pull off
But nothing turns me on
Like you in a honky-tonk

Smoke rings, glowing greens and reds
They hug your body like a long black dress
It′s tailor made for your silhouette
Ooh, nothing steals my breath

Like seeing you in a honky-tonk
The way you′re slipping that neon on
Girl, therе ain't a look you can′t pull off
But nothing turns me on
Like you in a honky-tonk

Sipping and swaying and singing
Girl, all I'm saying is it fits you like a glovе
Listen, baby, you can put on anything
But I just go crazy

Seeing you in a honky-tonk
The way you′re slipping that neon on
Girl, there ain't a look you can′t pull off
Nothing turns me on
Like you in a honky-tonk

The way you're slipping that neon on
Nah, there ain't a look you can′t pull off
But nothing turns me on
Like you in a honky-tonk

Ah, in a honky-tonk
In a honky-tonk

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