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I turned my microwave on and I cooked my chicken ravioli The last ten years of my life I've been feeling kind of lonely I don't do love I don't do women named Hannah And I don't do red haired girls from Louisiana And I'm suffering from a kind of indecision About what I'm going to watch on television I'll dream tonight of dancing in Coahuila With a little brown haired girl and her tequila My mama always seems to sing the same song You'll never meet no decent girls at Dallas honky-tonks What she says is true with that I must agree 'Cause any girl worth having wouldn't have a thing to do with me I'm sitting here just sucking on my cavity (cavity) Thinking of the things you used to say to me (tragedy) And I'm suffering from a kind of indecision About a little brown haired girl A little brown haired girl A little brown haired girl And her tequila From Letras Mania