

(yee-haw) (one, two, three,
four)
Yeah baby I know you're from Texas
I can tell by the way you're dancing at the bar
You've got that rhythm,
spinning like a star
Yeah, there's no mistaking who you are
That neon sign is catching your eye And you're moving like
you own the night
(so right)
There's a fire in your boots,
a wild wind in your soul
Taking this whole room and letting it roll
Yeah, we're spinning round,
losing all control
Underneath the lone star,
making me whole
Dusty boots and a laugh so sweet
Moving to the heavy kick of the beat
Leaving trails of sparks on the floor
Leaving every cowboy wanting more
There's a fire in your boots,
a wild wind in your soul
Taking this whole room and letting it roll
Yeah, we're spinning round,
losing all control
Underneath the lone star,
making me whole
Yeah, you're from Texas
I can tell...
(mmmmm yeah)