And when the bartender says 'for the lady, what's it gonna be?' I tell him man...
she ain't into wine and roses
beer just makes her turn up her nose
and she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
no cuervo gold margaritas
just ain't enough good burn in tequilla
she needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
she's my little
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