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I saw those blue lights flashin' over my left shoulder
He walked right up and said, "Get off that riding mower"
I said sir, "Let me explain before you put me in the tank"
She took my keys away and now she won't drive me to drink

I need a honky tonk song, a cold, cold beer
A hardwood floor, a smoky atmosphere
A pocket full of change to last me all night long
I gotta hear old Hank a moanin', a honky tonk song

He didn't show me much compassion when I tried to walk that line
As he put those handcuffs on me, I said, "Give me one more try"
He never even cracked a smile when he threw me in the car
So I said, "Sir, if you don't mind, oh, would you drop me off in a bar"

I need a honky tonk song, a cold, cold beer
A hardwood floor, smoky atmosphere
A pocket full of change to last me all night long
I gotta hear old Hank a moanin', a honky tonk song
I gotta hear old Hank a moanin', a honky tonk song

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