Paroles de Brand new country star

Jimmy Buffett

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Well he outgrew his sequined suit
Sold his trailways bus
Let his hair get a little too long
His duck tails bit the dust

His custom made, pearl-inlaid
Guitar slipped from his hand
And in its place a new electrical one
He had flown in from japan

'cause he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned sunday meetin'
Brand new country star
He rides around in a lincoln continental
No steer horns on his car

Oh the record men say, he's the livin' end
They're gonna spin him right to the top
Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the texas panhandle
He can either go country or pop

He's got a good ol' friend named 'texas ben'
Tells him all the spots to play
And a sweet little lady, he calls her 'sexy sadie'
She's a' with the boy night and day

They're gonna open up a chain of fancy bowlin' lanes
The first one in his old home town
And on ribbon cuttin' day they'll come from miles away
The folks'll all gather 'round

And sing, he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned sunday meetin'
Brand new country star
Yeah he rides around in his lincoln continental
No steer horns on his car

Oh the record men say, he's the livin' end
They're gonna spin him right to the top
Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the texas panhandle
He can either go country or pop, i mean, he can either go country or pop

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