Lyrics
Whoo!
Yeah!
Ah,
here
I
come,
baby
I'll
make
a
Monday
feel
like
a
Friday
If
I'm
gonna
do
it,
I'ma
do
it
my
way
I'll
turn
a
paycheck
into
some
long
necks
And
let
me
tell
you
what'll
happen
next
I'm
gonna
turn
this
dead-end
street
into
a
yellow-brick
road,
yeah
I'm
gonna
turn
this
juke
joint
hole
in
the
wall
into
a
Studio
54
'Cause
I'm
a
one-man
rodeo
I
leave
a
neon
trail
everywhere
I
go
If
your
beer's
warm,
I'll
make
it
cold
And
if
your
man
don't
dance,
I'll
do-si-do
'Cause
tonight
I'm
feelin'
good
(ooh-la-la)
You
could
say
I'm
on
a
roll
(ooh-la-la)
Everything
I
touch
turns
to
tequila
gold
Yeah,
that's
right,
baby
Yeah!
Tonight,
I
have
it,
I'm
makin'
magic
Give
me
a
party
hat,
I'ma
pull
a
rabbit
Hand
me
a
napkin,
I'll
make
it
happen
You
want
her
number,
boy?
I'm
the
guy
to
grab
it
I'm
a
one-man
rodeo
I
leave
a
neon
trail
everywhere
I
go
And
if
your
beer's
warm,
I'll
make
it
cold
And
if
your
man
don't
dance,
I'll
do-si-do
'Cause
tonight
I'm
feelin'
good
(ooh-la-la)
You
could
say
I'm
on
a
roll
(ooh-la-la)
Everything
I
touch
turns
to
tequila
gold
Ah,
go,
man,
go
Yeah!
Uh,
uh
Oh,
baby,
take
your
chips
and
bet
'em
all
on
me
'Cause
I'm
a
hothead
shooter
on
a
winning
streak
Go
on,
call
me
Steph
Curry,
I'ma
drainin'
3s
Oh,
look
at
me,
nah,
I
can't
be
beat
'Cause
I'm
a
one-man
rodeo
I
leave
a
neon
trail
everywhere
I
go
If
your
beer's
warm,
I'll
make
it
cold
And
if
your
man
don't
dance,
I'll
do-si-do
'Cause
tonight
I'm
feelin'
good
(ooh-la-la)
You
could
say
I'm
on
a
roll
(ooh-la-la)
Everything
I
touch
turns
to
tequila
gold
Yeah,
everything
I
touch
turns
to
tequila,
turns
to
tequila
gold
Oh,
yeah
Whoo!
(Ooh,
yeah)
whoo,
ay!
(Yeah)
gimme
another
one
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