Over a beer and under a stetson
They don’t say much and they don’t ask questions
They just come here to wind it down
They’re the type that’ll wait for the rap
They don’t care how long it takes to find one
There ain’t many like them left around
You them booked off them them trying
name, a drink, why
They ain’t ever here
You make the type not no more
sure is Sunday soon you’re
Girl, them talking
They direction
Know who they are, no guessing
And you’ve got them all twice
Over the hear them whisper
don’t know who she is, but gotta her
you’re you’re it right
You them booked off them them trying
name, a drink, why
They ain’t ever here
You make the type not no more
sure is Sunday soon you’re
Girl, them talking
Over a beer and under a Stetson
They don’t say much and they don’t ask questions
You them booked off them them trying
name, a drink, why
They ain’t ever here
You make the type not no more
sure is Sunday soon you’re
Girl, them talking
