paroles de chanson One Night In a Honkytonk - Matt Mason

Pretty girl from the city′s been a daddy's money
Met a cowboy she thought was funny
Took him to the country club, that club wasn′t country
After his first glass of champagne, he set the same my kind of fine
What do you say we leave this place
Maybe baby raise some Cain after
One night in a honky-tonk
She'd rather he were waiting sun hurt
Goody two shoes days are gone after
One night in a honky-tonk after just
One night in a honky-tonk
Turn that mercy as any to sherry woman
From Louis Vuitton to pistol toting
Carry her on the yard now she's passed burden
From the long black dressed and tight blue jeans
Set the dawn carried on
And now she′s shooting me
I′m to blame, yeah thanks to me
That girl's a cowboy dream after
One night in a honky-tonk
Now she′d rather he were waiting sun hurt
Goody two shoes days are gone after
One night in a honky-tonk
After just one night in a honky-tonk
After one night in a honky-tonk
She slept her high heels off and
Put some boots off
Got to raise in hell and before to long
It was yellow country girl
By by baby tonk after
One night in a honky-tonk
Now she'd rather he were waiting sun hurt
Goody two shoes days are gone
After one night in a honky-tonk
After one night in a honky-tonk
After just one night in a honky-tonk
Pretty girl from the city′s been a daddy's money
She met a cowboy, she thought was funny