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You'Re All I Was Hearin

Girl, I’m sorry that I called you
So darn late the other night
I started thinkin’ when I was drinkin’ and
Had a thought to call and say hi

Girl, I’m into you so, you're the whole dang show
I grabbed up my phone that knows your name
Had my lovin’ words up ‘n ready to go
As beer was dullin’ down the pain 

C1:
Then I told 
Your pretty pretty face
That I’m still ridin’ bulls in Amarillo (but)
Needed to hear 
Your sweet sweet voice 
Before my hurtin’ head hit the pillow
But hun.. my 8-second ride.. had them all cheerin’
It may be the beer but
You’re all I was hearin’..
Yeah, all I was hearin

I know you hate the calls
But your voice really helps me win
If you wanna stop them forever
Come on the road
Com’on just give in

C2:
Then I told 
Your pretty pretty face
I’m still ridin’ bulls in Hermosillo (but)
Needed to hear 
Your sweet sweet voice 
Before my hurtin’ head hit the pillow
But hun, my 8-second ride had them all cheerin’
It may be the beer but
You’re all I was hearin’..

And if you say no
I’ll go it alone
With my phone (and)

Your pretty face
An-me explainin’ that
I’m still ridin’ bulls in Camarillo (but)
Needed to hear 
Your sweet sweet voice 
Before this hurtin’ head hit the pillow
But hun, my 8-second ride had them all cheerin’
It may be the beer but
You’re all I was hearin’
Yeah, all I was hearin

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