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He's so purity, a shaven and a mourning,
And standing on a Pigeon toe, in his dissarray
Straight in the picture pose,
He's coming around to meet you
And screaming like a battle cry, its more if I stay
Me and your cold, Driving in the snow,
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo, let the good times roll,
Let the good times roll
How dare you come to me like withnail for a favor,
Hold on not my fairy tale you're trying to start
Take off your overcoat, you're staying for the weekend,
And swaying like a smokey grey, a drink in the park
Good time to roll on.
And standing on a Pigeon toe, in his dissarray
Straight in the picture pose,
He's coming around to meet you
And screaming like a battle cry, its more if I stay
Me and your cold, Driving in the snow,
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo, let the good times roll,
Let the good times roll
How dare you come to me like withnail for a favor,
Hold on not my fairy tale you're trying to start
Take off your overcoat, you're staying for the weekend,
And swaying like a smokey grey, a drink in the park
Good time to roll on.
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"King of the Rodeo [Live]" as written by Caleb/followill Followill
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC, BUG MUSIC
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