Gary Allan

She was cool, she was hot, she was smokin' a lot at the end of the bar
She had more then one too many buttons undone on that blouse she wore
Starin' too long at her lost in the Skynyrd song was his first mistake
And when she shot him that, "Boy you don't want none of this" look, it was way too late
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She's like a needle to a junky, she's like a whiskey to a drunk
She's like poker to a gambler, she's like a bullet in a gun
She's in his blood, he can't explain the rush when he gets with her
Might be the death of him, but he's addicted, man, he can't quit her
Well, she'd come to his house and he'd tell her she belonged just with him
She'd get up, she'd get dressed, take five hundred, no less and then leave again
He said "Baby, I'll take care of you, can't stand the thought of sharin' you, with them other guys."
She laughed and said "Well, maybe you shouldn't call me no more then, baby" and he didn't, that first night
Chorus
Solo
She's in his blood, he can't explain the rush when he gets with her
Might be the death of him, but he's addicted, man he can't quit her.
She was cool, she was hot, she was walkin across the parkin' lot with some other guy
Well, he was jealous, he was jonsin' and he wound up on the wrong end of a forty-five