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Dixon Dallas F150

[Verse 1]
I see you staring at me in the corner of the bar, we've been partying in
You've got a twinkle in your eyes, I've got something on my mind
That i bet will make you more than a friend

[Chorus]
Well, when we get to sipping' whiskey
And we get a little frisky, I climb up on him, ride him like a F-150
Got me hooting' and hollering', I'm begging him for more
Nothing but my boots on, baby let's go down on the floor
Or out in the shed or maybe by the lake then bring it back to your bed
He got me singing, when wе get to sipping' whiskey
And we gеt a little frisky, I climb up on him, ride him like a F-150
[Verse 2]
I can be a little straight forward
But i know just what i want
And when i saw you, I just couldn't help myself
To know you in a way that we can skip all the talk

[Pre-Chorus]
You ain't gotta say nothing, we can get to loving
Maybe for a week or maybe just one night
A little bit of sinnin', I love the way he's grinnin'
I turn around, he cracks me open like a cold bud light

[Chorus]
Well, when we get to sipping' whiskey
And we get a little frisky, I climb up on him, ride him like a F-150
Got me hooting' and hollering', I'm begging him for more
Nothing but my boots on, baby let's go down on the floor
Or out in the shed or maybe by the lake then bring it back to your bed
He got me singing, when we get to sipping' whiskey
And we get a little frisky, I climb up on him, ride him like a F-150

[Verse 3]
You know just how to make me weak in the knees
Yeah, you got a little something
Come here boy, let me make you see what I mean
Hope you ready
[Pre-Chorus]
You ain't gotta say nothing, we can get to loving
Maybe for a life time or maybe just for tonight
A little bit of sinnin', I love the way he's grinning
When i turn around he cracks me open like a cold bud light

[Chorus]
Well, when we get to sipping' whiskey
And we get a little frisky, I climb up on him, ride him like a F-150
Got me hooting' and hollering', I'm begging him for more
Nothing but my boots on, baby let's go down on the floor
Or out in the shed or maybe by the lake then bring it back to your bed
He got me singing, when we get to sipping' whiskey
And we get a little frisky, I climb up on him, ride him like a F-150
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