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He's got it down in Levi's and boots
He's got a way of catchin' every eye in the room
Turnin' it on like it's off a cuff
But his blowin' smokin' ain't even lit one up
So I'm callin' his bluff

I can tell the way he's fishin'
He thinks he's got me on the line
That boy's way too bif for his britches
Ain't no way he's gettin' in mine

He pulls up a stool who lays on the charm
And I gotta give it to him
He's got me playin' along
He's leanin' in, I reach for my drink
And that's when the neon light catches my ring

I can tell the way he's fishin'
He thinks he's got me on the line
That boy's way too big for his britches
Ain't no way he's gettin' in mine

Okay, I can tell the way he's fishin'
He thinks he's got me on the line
That boy's way too big for his britches
Ain't no way he's gettin' in mine

I can tell the way he's fishin'
He thinks he's got me on the line
That boy's way too big for his britches
Ain't no way he's gettin' in mine

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