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[Verse 1]
Sittin' here drinkin' beer in this honkytonk
Girl at the next table over's comin' on strong
She's flirtin' and a-workin' everything that God gave her
But she don't understand
That I got a woman who knows how to keep her man

[Verse 2]
Lipstick lips and long legs turn my head
But that don't mean I'm gonna wind up in their bed
I'm comin home to my baby
And it ain't because of this little bitty golden band
It's 'cause I got a woman who knows how to keep her man

[Chorus]
Lord, now she's hotter than hell
She's got to be a twelve on a scale of one to ten
She gives me that lovin' 'til I've had enough
And then she does it again
Lord she grabs me by the heart
When she breaks out her fryin' pan
Hey, I got a woman who knows how to keep her man

[Verse 3]
She don't mind when I wanna go do my own thing
She can always tell when I need a little space
And that's what keeps me comin' on back home
And eatin' from the palm of her hand
Hey boys, I gotta woman who knows how to keep her man

[Chorus]
Well she's hotter than hell
She's got to be a twelve on a scale of one to ten
She's one tough mother and all my buddies love her
She's a Dallas Cowboys fan
She grabs me by the heart
When she breaks out her fryin pan
Hey, I got a woman who knows how to keep her man

[Outro]
Oh I know if I get outta line
I gotta hide that fryin' pan
Hey, I gotta woman who knows how to keep her man
She knows how to keep her man

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