is rockin', don't bother knockin' Just step right in and let the fun begin We got javalina sausage and crawfish stew Tennessee whiskey and Texas barbecue Pretty little girls that know how to dance
not from Texas But Texas wants you anyway That's right you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas But Texas
from Texas That's right you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas But Texas wants you anyway That's right you're not from Texas That's
your exit And drove right on through the Lonestar State There's a seat for you at the Rodeo And I've got every slow dance saved Come back to Texas It
Wahoo, guess who's back? Mommy, we're home Say hello to my little friends DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill Everybody, put your hands where my eyes
Now Da Chick A Yadaimean team Bop Suckin On Da Yadaimean Team nob(She Suck Cock 4 Real WHA? 4 real) Da chick give Dexter brains Now we call her leather face like Texas
rhyme sucks The delivery sucks This fucking move, terrible, very old Look at me I'm going to dance for you now, look "dance to the rhythm and rhyme
of Texas, on down the Frisco Bay. All over Saint Louis and down in New Orleans. All the cats want to dance with sweet little sixteen. Sweet little
got the game by the neck something like a necklace shout out to Dallas, Texas they taught me this dance now these hoes cooking me breakfast D-Town boogie with a little
the dozens The white sand sure makes a tan look nice We can crash on the beach You know I wanna make love in the sea We gotta try a little dance, so
beach from that little Tiki hut Stopped in our tracks when we found out that we both went to school at UT Only catch was, I was from Texas an' she was
and streets of gold I guess for the preacher thats alright But I hope heavens another story With a good ole boy bound for glory A little bit like of texas
on sister Hicks Seven comes a calling, as we cross on into Texas Townes is in the back lounge, got his fist full of fives He says, "It's a little bit
you As the sun is setting on me I think I'll crank up my pick-u p for San Anton' CHORUS: There ain't enough dance halls in Texas to keep my heart and
some water So he got a stick and dug the Rio Grande While a tribe of painted Indians did a war dance Pecos started shooting up their little game He
Break it down, little lady Break it down, little lady Break it down I met myself a cowgirl, put me on Break it down, little lady Break it down, little
I'm burnin' rubber in somebody baby mother From the gutter diggin' in your trash can Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance I came up off the