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We fell in love where the peaches and the palmettos meet, burning like a fire hotter than the Georgia heat. Mouth like a sailor, lips sweet as wine, And eyes that see right through me every time. I'm a fool, I'm a mess, I'm a drunk, I'm a Y chromosome cliche, And I will make all the same mistakes I've made, Every time that girl looks my way. You know I ain't ever gonna change, I was carved from the wood of a ship that sailed away, She's out there on the sea always calling me, And the wind pulls me further every day. I'm a fool, I'm a mess, I'm a drunk, I'm a Y chromosome cliche, And I will make all the same mistakes I've made, Every time that girl looks my way. I'm a fool, I'm a mess, I'm a drunk, I'm a Y chromosome cliche, And I will make all the same mistakes I've made, Every time that girl looks, Every time that girl looks, Every time that girl looks my way. From Letras Mania