Tequila and Lime
Trouble, I can see it on a Monday night and you're not
Subtle, you're a long way from goodnight, makes me a
Little, jealous I'm not more your type 'cause I'm in the
Middle, still going in a straight line
Yeah you like to party
No more "I'm sorry"s
You tell me "don't worry"
Now it's pretty clear and not blurry that
You, you, you love your big, proud state
Different than mine
Boots and a loud gun range
And I stick with sunshine
You, you, you own at least three fakes
And you're on cloud nine
Finding grammar mistakes
Is my tequila and lime
Crazy, that you always see the best, don't try to
Change me, 'cause you know I'm the funniest, too bad that
Lately, it's been kind of a mess, mom thinks you're
Shady, 'cause you're not what she'd guessed
Yeah you like to party
No more "I'm sorry"s
You tell me "don't worry"
Now it's pretty clear and not blurry that
You, you, you love your big, proud state
Different than mine
Boots and a loud gun range
And I stick with sunshine
You, you, you own at least three fakes
And you're on cloud nine
Finding grammar mistakes
Is my tequila and lime
It's a little crowded for me
It's a little loud can't speak
When I turn around, I see
You, you, you love your big, proud state
Different than mine
Boots and a loud gun range
And I stick with sunshine
You, you, you own at least three fakes
And you're on cloud nine
Finding grammar mistakes
Is my tequila and lime
Subtle, you're a long way from goodnight, makes me a
Little, jealous I'm not more your type 'cause I'm in the
Middle, still going in a straight line
Yeah you like to party
No more "I'm sorry"s
You tell me "don't worry"
Now it's pretty clear and not blurry that
You, you, you love your big, proud state
Different than mine
Boots and a loud gun range
And I stick with sunshine
You, you, you own at least three fakes
And you're on cloud nine
Finding grammar mistakes
Is my tequila and lime
Crazy, that you always see the best, don't try to
Change me, 'cause you know I'm the funniest, too bad that
Lately, it's been kind of a mess, mom thinks you're
Shady, 'cause you're not what she'd guessed
Yeah you like to party
No more "I'm sorry"s
You tell me "don't worry"
Now it's pretty clear and not blurry that
You, you, you love your big, proud state
Different than mine
Boots and a loud gun range
And I stick with sunshine
You, you, you own at least three fakes
And you're on cloud nine
Finding grammar mistakes
Is my tequila and lime
It's a little crowded for me
It's a little loud can't speak
When I turn around, I see
You, you, you love your big, proud state
Different than mine
Boots and a loud gun range
And I stick with sunshine
You, you, you own at least three fakes
And you're on cloud nine
Finding grammar mistakes
Is my tequila and lime
Credits
Writer(s): Riley Maitland
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