I spied those in-deep cover-girl eyes,
when she snuck in the bar side door.
Her ringtone sang Adele’s Skyfall,
while her bartender was Q’d to pour.
Her Birkin bag said lost but worldly,
no action just Texas oil bored.
I dropped in on her with a pair-a-shooti’n,
lemon drop shots but pulled a sour ripcord.

She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken!
But her thought of me not stirred.
She came from her Dallas Daddy Eddie’s money,
Not good ole hard work.
She likes martini-slinky-drinky gin ‘n goosed.
Not the shooter I have her.
She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken.
But her thought of me not stirred.

She said, “Better choose ya next move carefully.”,
so I asked if I could buy her more.
I said, “I never felt a bond quite like this.”.
She then tries the white Stetson I wore.
She said, “If you’re the spy who loves me,
where’s the smoke screen ‘n trap door?”
I said, “My money’s pennies are few,
but my Silverado’s got 4x4.”.

She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken!
But her thought of me not stirred.
She came from her Dallas Daddy Eddie’s money,
Not good ole hard work.
She likes martini-slinky-drinky gin ‘n goosed.
Not the Coors I have her.
She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken.
But her thought of me not stirred.

She said, “Its so vigorous, clouded, bone-chilling ‘n so ice cold.
Not just the martini I’m drinkin’, but every fiber of my soul…………………………. .. - Ouch.

She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken!
But her thought of me not stirred.
She came from her Dallas Daddy Eddie’s money,
Not good ole hard work.
She likes martini-slinky-drinky gin ‘n goosed.
Not the PBR I have her.
She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken.
But her thought of me not stirred.

She got my heart Shhh-Shhh-Shhh Shaken.
But her thought of me not stirred!!


Ha, ha. Oh man. That PBR’s for this poor boy’s runnin’.