Karaoké Henry, come on Lana Del Rey

I mean Henry come on

Do you think I'd really choose it

All this off and on

Henry come on

I mean baby come on

Do you think I'd really lose it on ya

If you did nothin' wrong

Henry come on

Last call, Hey y'all

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Soft leather, blue jeans

Call us into void's dreams

Return it but say it was fun

And it's not because of you that I turned out so dangerous

Yesterday I heard God say

It's in your blood

And it struck me just like lightnin'

I've been fightin'

I've been strivin'

Yesterday

I heard God say

You were born to be the one

To hold the hand of the man who flies too close to the sun

I'll still be nice to your mom

It's not her fault you're leavin'

Some people come and they're gone

They just fly away

Take your ass to the house

Don't even bother explainin'

There's no workin' it out

No way

It's last call, Hey y'all

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Soft leather, blue jeans

Don't you get it, that's the thing

You can't chase a ghost when it's gone

And it's not because of you that I turned out so dangerous

Yesterday I heard God say

It's in your blood

And it struck me just like lightnin'

I've been fightin'

I've been strivin'

But yesterday

I heard God say

You were born to be the one

To hold the hand of the man who flies too close to the sun

All these country singers and their lonely rides to Houston

Doesn't really make for the best you know settle-down type

It's last call, Hey y'all

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Last call, Hey y'all

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Go on and giddy up

Go on and giddy up

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