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Well, I've come accross a couple belts, some buckles since I moved to the South With them Alabama men, it's kind of man that make your grandmama proud If a horse can make you fall in love I got four hundred of 'em in my truck I know that's been your type, but I'ma turn it upside down I could have you last call still tryna party He would probably try to take the night real slow I could see you in my t-shirt in the morning He would drop you off and leave you all alone If you want a different kinda rodeo I like doing things that a cowboy don't Yeah, the backroad'll get you where you goin' by the end of the night But the highway'll save a couple minutes we can spend on the side Yeah, I bet these boots are made for walkin' Baby, mine are made for knock, knock, knockin' If you open up the door, you'll find yourself one hell of a time Hey, hey, hey I could have you last call still tryna party He would probably try to take the night real slow I could see you in my t-shirt in the morning He would drop you off and leave you all alone If you want a different kinda rodeo I like doing things that a cowboy don't SongtexteI like doing things that a cowboy don't (Hey) Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, oh, woah Oh, yeah I could have you last call still tryna party He would probably try to take the night real slow I could see you in my t-shirt in the morning He would drop you off and leave you all alone If you want a different kinda rodeo I like doing things that a cowboy don't You like doing things that a cowboy don't We like doing things that a cowboy don't (Hey) I like doing things that a cowboy don't (Oh, yeah) I like doing things that a cowboy don't I like doing things that a cowboy don't... Aus Songtexte Mania