Texas Is South

Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss
Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss
Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss
Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss

(I'm looking to put a bullet)
All I ever do is wish
(Into the tile floor)
Things were different
(Into the tile)
This envy is destroying me
And it is obvious, it's obvious, it's obvious
(I'm looking to put a bullet)
It's obvious, it's obvious, it's obvious
(Into the tile floor)
It's obvious, it's obvious, it's obvious
(It's obvious)

Mark this
Mark this
Mark this
Mark this

I want to say something
We were blessed
But now I wet my lips
And wait for them to dry
Wait, wait for them to dry

The lust of the dress
The thought of her lips
Reverent smile
These letters I've wrote
Are shackled to my chest
Shackled to my chest (shackled to my)
Shackled, shackled to my chest (shackled to my chest)
Shackled to my chest (my chest)
Shackled to my chest (my chest)
Shackled to my chest

Her tantalization
She is misconception

Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss
Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss
Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss
Good evening, good evening, good evening, miss



Credits
Writer(s): James Baney, Andrew Trick, Larry Williams, Christopher Rubey, Jeremy Depoyster, Michael Hranica
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