Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off - Joe Nichols

Intro: Never try to diss mother earth! Bwoy yuh wise never try to diss mother earth yuh know And yuh done know di prophet alive in living color Memba yuh nuh see mi nuh meeting nuh bwoy Holy meditation now wise, ah weh di empress dem nuh man, yo! Baby don't cry no more, wasting tears runnin at yuh door Baby don't cry no more, wasting tears runnin at yuh door Baby don't cry no more, wasting tears runnin at yuh door Baby don't cry no more, oh! unno watch yah, ohhhh! Chorus: Woman seh she good in her clothes, weh she dispose Caan tek di man dem weh ah sleep and ah dose Seh she good in her clothes, weh she disclose She nuh inna nuttin with no funky pose God in her clothes, weh she disclose Can't tek di bwoy dem weh ah oonk and ah dose Good in her clothes, weh she disclose Hey yuh girll ah tell me seh... Ah oyyyy! Verse 1: She nuh inna nuttin with nuh funky pose She nuh inna nuttin with nuh suckin ah no toes She nuh inna nuttin with nuh head unda clothes No sucky sucky she seh nuh blow blows She nuh want nuh man fi give nuh bun unda nose And mek she tink like she ah wear all di shirt and di trouse Bedroom bully only pose dem ah pose She come check di lion fi di jungle code Seh she want di water from di lion hose Brighten her memory and freshen up her nose Dem yuh kind ah water keep her pon di road She draw fi di prophet with di golden sword Woman seh she good in haaar!, good in haaar! Yeaaaaaaaahhhhh!, Ayaaaaaahhhh! Heeeeyy!, again Chorus: Woman know she good in her clothes, weh she disclose Caan tek di man dem weh yuh sleep and ah dose Good in her clothes, weh she disclose She nuh inna nuttin with no funky pose Good in her clothes, weh she disclose Caan tek no bwoy dem weh ah oonk and ah dose Good in her clothes, weh she disclose Hey wha happen again... Yo! Verse 2: Di bwoy go treat her like harlot and treat her like whore Never yet him ever carry her pon tour All ah tell di woman fi bruk out like sore That's why di woman come check mi next door Started to strip before she reach at mi door Whisper in mi ears and seh di bwoy caan bore She seh she waan it pon di bed, and she waan it pon di floor And she waan di one two, and she waan di three score And mi give her di trinity, she ask out fi four Tell mi ah di prophet she waan fi exploreeeeeeeeee! Hey haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!, hey ha! Unno see it, ah judgement again weh she tell mi seh yo! Chorus: She good inna her clothes, weh she disclose Caan tek di man dem weh ah... dose Good in her clothes, weh she disclose She nuh inna nuttin with no funky pose Good in her clothes, good in haaaaar!, yeaaaaaahhhhhhh! Baby don't cry no more, wasting tears runnin at yuh door Baby don't cry no more, wasting tears runnin at yuh door Baby don't cry no more, wasting tears runnin at yuh door Baby don't... AAAAAaaahhhhhhhhhhhh! Unno watch ya yo, yo, yo Verse 3: Ah yuh nuh cry cry baby yuh nuh moon shine darling And nuh mek dem treat yuh like nuh long neck garling Dem nuh waan yuh fi stand dem waan yuh fi falling After yuh nuh fish fi dem nyam yuh nuh marlin Long time mi ah tell dem, dem never tek di warning Dis King Selassie watch di whole ah dem falling Emperor Selassie watch di blessing wah mi bring Baby don't yo!, yo!, yo!, yo!...

There will come a time when everybody who is lonely Will be free to sing and dance and love There will come a time when every evil that we know Will be an evil that we can rise above Who cares if hair is long or short or sprayed or partly grayed? We know that hair ain't where it's at There will come a time when you won't even be ashamed if you are fat Wa, wa, wa, wa There will come a time when everybody who is lonely Will be free to sing and dance and love (dance and love) There will come a time when every evil that we know Will be an evil that we can rise above (rise above) Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford To buy a pair of mod-a-go-go stretch elastic pants? There will come a time when you can even take your clothes off when you dance Wa, wa, wa, wa There will come a time when you can even take your clothes off when you dance Wa, wa, wa, wa There will come a time when you can even take your clothes off when you dance

Reckon she's down in New Orleans Turnin' them heads on Bourbon street Like a hurricane, everybody gonna know her name If she blows through Reckon she's rockin down 1-10 In a nintey mile an hour, goodbye wind Ray-Ban glow, rock and roll on the radio Cracked rearview What am I gonna do? She's wreckin' me For wreckin' her heart Yeah, reckon she's Chasin' down a brand new start Reckon she's missin' me Reckon she'll forgive me Reckon she's gone to stay Reckon she'll come back someday Reckon she's crashin' on her brother's couch Drinkin' cheap beer at a frat house Down at Ole Miss where her baby sis Is in her freshman year All I know is she ain't here She's wreckin' me For wreckin' her heart Yeah, reckon she's Chasin' down a brand new start Reckon she's missin' me Reckon she'll forgive me Reckon she's gone to stay Reckon she'll come back someday Oh, reckon she'll come back someday Reckon I'll pour one more whiskey Sit back and let her memory kiss me Over and over Is it over? She's wreckin' me (wreckin' me) For wreckin' her heart Yeah, reckon she's Chasin' down a brand new start Reckon she's missin' me Reckon she'll forgive me Reckon she's gone to stay Reckon she'll come back someday Reckon she'll come back someday Reckon she'll come back Yeah, I'll get her back Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah

Ain't no cryin' in your beer Ain't no she walked out the door Ain't nobody brokenhearted In country music anymore Everybody's hookin' up, gettin' down Tearin' up their little town Loadin' up their cooler And they're headin' south, beach bound Workin' on their tan Coozie on a beer can Party every night, throwin' up their hands Ain't no cryin' in your beer Ain't no she walked out the door Ain't nobody brokenhearted In country music anymore Killed me when you left me I thought I was your baby I was going all kinds of climb the wall crazy Searching for a sad one on the radio dial But all heard was smiles Everybody's hookin' up, gettin' down Tearin' up their little town Loadin' up their cooler And they're headin' south, beach bound Workin' on their tan Coozie on a beer can Party every night throwin' up their hands Ain't no cryin' in your beer Ain't no she walked out the door Ain't nobody brokenhearted In country music anymore I can't even find a bar Where I can drink alone 'Cause everybody's dancing To those cover band party songs Everybody's hookin' up, gettin' down Tearin' up their little town Loadin up their cooler And headin' south, beach bound Workin' on their tan Coozie on a beer can Party every night, throwin' up their hands Ain't no cryin' in your beer Ain't no she walked out the door Ain't nobody brokenhearted In country music anymore Ain't somebody brokenhearted In country music anymore?