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Baby take my car keys, put em in your pocket
Lord knows I got no business with them
I been nursin half a beer for half and hour but the whole rooms spinnin
My brain is actin' fuzzy but the vertigo I'm feelin
Got nothing to do with inebriation
That kiss you just handed me, girl, is a staggerin revelation
Baby I never drank that much
To get this high I must be drunk on love
Baby I'm flyin on a stone cold rush
To get this high I must be drunk on love
I been down on my knees before the porcelain throne
Suffered the wrath of the god of Tequila
After dancing on a bar doin' my very best cowboy ballerina - you oughta see it
Baby I never drank that much
To get this high I must be drunk on love
Baby I'm flyin on a stone cold rush
To get this high I must be drunk on love
I built a pyramid of beer cans on a bar top in Austin
Laid to rest in them like some ancient Egyption
I can see well enough to know you're my favorite kind of intervention
Baby I never drank that much
To get this high I must be drunk on love
Baby I'm flyin on a stone cold rush
To get this high I must be drunk on love
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Escuchar el CD: Brooks and Dunn - Cowboy Town 
