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Testo Looks
Testo Looks
If a beer could turn a year and a 10, I'd live for eternity
If the sun never went missin' while I'm sittin' here fishin'
Then man, I'd never leave
If smokin' a Winston Light didn't feel right
I reckon I'd just have to be wrong
Girl, if your neon eyes cut me like a knife
Then hell, I'd be long gone
'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talkin' your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up
Yeah, you got that smile
Like a .45 hollow point straight to the heart
And I ain't claimin' that's where you were aimin'
But baby, you were right on the mark
Well, there'd be no talk about "just 'cause"
'Cause girl, it'd be point blank
You'd be tried, first-degree homicide And I'd be in Montgomery, hangin' with Hank
'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talkin' your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up
If looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talkin' your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up, yeah
Pushin' daisies up
If the sun never went missin' while I'm sittin' here fishin'
Then man, I'd never leave
If smokin' a Winston Light didn't feel right
I reckon I'd just have to be wrong
Girl, if your neon eyes cut me like a knife
Then hell, I'd be long gone
'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talkin' your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up
Yeah, you got that smile
Like a .45 hollow point straight to the heart
And I ain't claimin' that's where you were aimin'
But baby, you were right on the mark
Well, there'd be no talk about "just 'cause"
'Cause girl, it'd be point blank
You'd be tried, first-degree homicide And I'd be in Montgomery, hangin' with Hank
'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talkin' your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up
If looks could kill, make a heart beat still
I'd be S.O.L.
I'd be a dead man walking, you'd be tongue-tied
Sweet talkin' your way out of jail
The headlines would read "RIP, death by first-sight love"
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up
And if looks could kill, I'd be up on a hill
Six feet down, pushin' daisies up, yeah
Pushin' daisies up
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