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Six pack Stereo 20 minutes to the show Wet roads Heavy loads Runnin' lotsa friday nights The boys are in the back With a bottle and a steel guitar Hollywood sunset Haven't seen the worst yet Singin' songs at the top of our lungs Smackin' everybody's hands As they're slidin' through the alley And we drive into the local bar Well, rain or shine Yeah, man We're in an Oklahoma state of mind Pop stars Porn stars Sixty thousand dollar cars Hollywood women with the venom still in 'em They got my TV rights Your dirty cosmopolitan and wine We got nascars Strip bars American made cars Letras de cancionesCountry rockin' women now to get up and get 'em We got budweiser beer Jim Beam Jack Tequila and lime Well, everybody's got their own definition of just their kind Not me I'm in an Oklahoma state of mind Well, don't be scared of the rhythm You can dance to this just fine Yeah, put yourself in an Oklahoma state of mind Yeah When the hollywood nights come then here I'll stay And there's a big attitude in dallas way Well, Isay O.K.L.A.H.O.M.A! Ow! Now don't be scared of the fiddle You can dance to this just fine Get yourself in an Oklahoma state of mind Cut off T-Shirts and leather mini skirts With the big armed boys and red red girls Cowboy hats and tony lama's Crimson and wine She got it if you don't write You're jeans aren't too tight And it ain't my fault she caught You out here tonight Trustin me to force em in And getting' me to get it all night Well if you nip off again You might get knocked on your behind Sweat Boy Yeah, man I'm in an Oklahoma state of mind Well they're stringin' beers And we'll dance on into the night Yeah Put yourself in an Oklaho- ha-ha ooh From Letras Mania