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INTRO
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She's the last girl I thought I'd ever see here,
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But there stands the preacher's daughter
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holding a beer.e-
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A tattoo of an angel on the small of her back,
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How co-ol is that?
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She probably don't remember me,
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its been a long, long time,
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About then she turned around
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And kinda stared at me and smiled.
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She said "I had the hots for you in
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Sunday school class."
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Now tell me how co-ol is that?
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How cool is a hot summer night,
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When the stars line up and
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everything feels just right.
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How cool is knowing inside,
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That I'm the one she's lookin' at
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with that look in her eyes.
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INSTRUMENTAL
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About then I asked if she was still
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seeing her whats-his-name,
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She said "Has it really been that long?
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A lot of things've changed."
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She brushed her hair back and said
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"Lets not talk about the past."
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Hah, how co-ol is that?
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How cool is a hot summer night,
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When the stars line up and
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everything feels just right.
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How cool is knowing inside,
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That I'm the one she's lookin' at
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with that look in her eyes
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INSTRUMENTAL
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How cool is knowing inside,
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That I'm the one she's lookin' at with that
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look in her eyes.
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She's the last girl I thought
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I'd ever see here,
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But there stands the preacher's
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daughter holding a beer.e-
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