Mr. Texas
We don't talk about that man
Ever since the night
He decided to put his hands on you
Then the whole town called you a liar
He used to sit up high on his bar stool
Used to talk out of his ass
But he's nothing to write home about
And his charm is fading fast
He thought he was buffalo bill
He thought he ran the whole saloon
He acted like Mr. Texas
Oh girl he was just foolin' you
He's no caballero from the South
He's a Midwest city slicker
He's never known a single day on the ranch
He can't handle his liquor
I hate the way he licks his lips
It makes my stomach turn
Girl go run straight for the hills
That's a bridge you're gonna wanna burn
He thought he was buffalo bill
He thought he ran the whole saloon
He acted like Mr. Texas
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you)
Oh girl he was just foolin' you
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you)
He's just takin' up all your space
With his slimy disposition
We don't associate with that round here
He's a bastard nobody's missin'
He's always been a different breed
Of insufferable man
He's just a convenience store cowboy
He's his own biggest fan
He thought he was Johnny Cash
But he never wrote a single tune
He thought he was Mr. Texas, Mr. Texas
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you')
Oh girl he was just foolin' you
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you)
Ever since the night
He decided to put his hands on you
Then the whole town called you a liar
He used to sit up high on his bar stool
Used to talk out of his ass
But he's nothing to write home about
And his charm is fading fast
He thought he was buffalo bill
He thought he ran the whole saloon
He acted like Mr. Texas
Oh girl he was just foolin' you
He's no caballero from the South
He's a Midwest city slicker
He's never known a single day on the ranch
He can't handle his liquor
I hate the way he licks his lips
It makes my stomach turn
Girl go run straight for the hills
That's a bridge you're gonna wanna burn
He thought he was buffalo bill
He thought he ran the whole saloon
He acted like Mr. Texas
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you)
Oh girl he was just foolin' you
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you)
He's just takin' up all your space
With his slimy disposition
We don't associate with that round here
He's a bastard nobody's missin'
He's always been a different breed
Of insufferable man
He's just a convenience store cowboy
He's his own biggest fan
He thought he was Johnny Cash
But he never wrote a single tune
He thought he was Mr. Texas, Mr. Texas
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you')
Oh girl he was just foolin' you
Oh girl he was just foolin' you (foolin' you)
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Writer(s): Molly Brandt
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