When ah first met ma Betty-Lou
it was peur luck.
Her eyes shined like the
bumper on ma ole pickup truck.
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Her jugs made me smile
frum ear ta ear at first sight.
Was like openin\' my
first can a Bud-Light!
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Hot dang this woman gut class.
She\'s purdier en a trout,
maybe even a bass.
Ain\'t no gal like
my Betty-Lou,
I\'m stuck on this chick
like Crazy-Glue.
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We\'ze gunner git hitched,
won\'t be long.
Like a guud cup a coffee
Ar luves \"hot n strong~
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