Baixar Mais Tocadas: Alan Jackson

Excuse me, ma’am, I saw you walkin? / I turned around, I’m not a stalker / Where you going? Maybe I can help you / My tank is full, and I’d be obliged to take you
Well, way down yonder on the Chattahoochee / It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie / We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt / We got a little crazy, but we never got caught
Cowboys and pioneers, come lend your eyes and ears / I’ve got the need to testify / Don’t try to fill your nest out in the open west / ‘Cuz there’s a million ways to die