Now I was driving down
A West Texas highway
I saw a hitchhiker
And his thumb was pointing my way
He didn't look suspicious
And he didn't look any too clean
I put on my brakes
And I opened my door
I could tell he was a bum
By the muddy boot he wore
He said I'm going down to Haskell
Got a woman down in Abilene
He said East Texas
Is where I come from
I was working a rodeo out there
And it sure got humdrum
So I'm just traveling around
A whole lot of Texas I've seen
I'm mighty glad
You were going my way
In your brand new clothes there
And your great big Chevrolet
I'm going down to Haskell
Got a woman down in Abilene
Well he was grinning like a possum
And a mighty happy rascal
And he waved good-bye
When I let him out in Haskell
And that's about the last
Of that old road tramp
I ever did see
But I'm still wishing
To this very day
That he had my clothes
And my big Chevrolet
And it was me going to Haskell
With a woman down in Abilene(Butch Walker & Chrystina Lloree)
I met you where the walls were velvet.
Slingin' chili in a corset.
Makin' love to every face that walked into the room.
It was never my intention to put your service on suspension.
But I wanted what was flaunted by no matter whom.
Oooh, oh no.
Here I go again I'm crazy.
Oooh, oh no.
Let's not talk about religion or about no evolution.
Let's not talk about the big bang.
Or about no air pollution.
I don't care about your habbits,
If all that I've heard is true.
I don't wanna talk until we're through.
You're kinda like a cartoon mirror.
Talking to me makes me shiver.
Water beadin' down your side onto the hardwood floor
I have to scold my dog because he licks it off the floor,
Before I even get a chance to taste a little for myself.
My head's spinnin' from the liquor,
That you bought from the bartender.
So excuse me if my center focus is just a little warped.
But you've got my full attention,
And I've got the best intentions.
If you'll only keep the deep stuff lyin' on the floor.