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Looking for an answer But, I still don't get the question People liking country But, I'm still missin' western On the straight and narrow But, I'm stuck on the turn Not sure where I'm goin' When ever will I  learn? People always texting But, me... I'm leaving notes They are  always flying And me, I'm stuck on boats They know all the hot spots But, me I'm stuck at home They go out together I stay home alone I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box They're all hunting And I'm the fox I'm a half beat slow When the music rocks I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box Looking to the future While I'm  looking at the past I look at the country They just go by fast I'm trying to fit in I can't tell you how I feel It' like I'm going round But, I am the fifth wheel Going out for drinks I always go to the wrong bar They want to go out dancing I want a good cigar They all like to disco I like "Whiskey in the Jar" They all drive big trucks I drive a rusty car I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box They're all hunting And I'm the fox I'm a half beat slow When the music rocks I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box
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Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
Long necked bottle
Looking for an answer But, I still don't get the question People liking country But, I'm still missin' western On the straight and narrow But, I'm stuck on the turn Not sure where I'm goin' When ever will I  learn? People always texting But, me... I'm leaving notes They are  always flying And me, I'm stuck on boats They know all the hot spots But, me I'm stuck at home They go out together I stay home alone I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box They're all hunting And I'm the fox I'm a half beat slow When the music rocks I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box Looking to the future While I'm  looking at the past I look at the country They just go by fast I'm trying to fit in I can't tell you how I feel It' like I'm going round But, I am the fifth wheel Going out for drinks I always go to the wrong bar They want to go out dancing I want a good cigar They all like to disco I like "Whiskey in the Jar" They all drive big trucks I drive a rusty car I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box They're all hunting And I'm the fox I'm a half beat slow When the music rocks I'm a long necked bottle In a short necked box
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Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
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