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I DO NOT OWN THE PIC OR THE SONG! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO ASHLEY MONROE, BLAKE SHELTON, THE SONGWRITERS AND THE RECORD LABEL!!
**LYRICS**
You ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
She's a little bit fuller
And you're a whole lot shorter
Let's dance all night
And fill the jukebox full of quarters
Cause you ain't Dolly
No, and you ain't Porter
Well I noticed you right off the bat in those cowboy boots
Who couldn't help but see you in that rhinestone suit
That's cause I'm the reigning queen of karaoke night
Well if I get drunk enough to sing, hell I just might
Hey now, don't you worry cowboy, cause I'll get you through
We'll sing a cheating song just like they used to do
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
She's a little bit fuller
Yeah, but you're a whole lot shorter
Let's drink all night
And fill the jukebox full of quarters
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
You'll probably see me country singing on The Voice someday
Yeah and I'm the guy they wrote about in 50 Shades of Grey
Why don't you come on back to my place and you can have your way
Well baby that sounds tempting, but I just can't stay
Oh we won first prize cowboy, let's just split the dough
Honey I will always love you, but we'll never know
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
She's a little bit fuller
Yeah, and you're a whole lot shorter
We danced all night and filled the jukebox full of quarters
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter, no
No, you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
I DO NOT OWN THE PIC OR THE SONG! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO ASHLEY MONROE, BLAKE SHELTON, THE SONGWRITERS AND THE RECORD LABEL!!
**LYRICS**
You ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
She's a little bit fuller
And you're a whole lot shorter
Let's dance all night
And fill the jukebox full of quarters
Cause you ain't Dolly
No, and you ain't Porter
Well I noticed you right off the bat in those cowboy boots
Who couldn't help but see you in that rhinestone suit
That's cause I'm the reigning queen of karaoke night
Well if I get drunk enough to sing, hell I just might
Hey now, don't you worry cowboy, cause I'll get you through
We'll sing a cheating song just like they used to do
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
She's a little bit fuller
Yeah, but you're a whole lot shorter
Let's drink all night
And fill the jukebox full of quarters
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
You'll probably see me country singing on The Voice someday
Yeah and I'm the guy they wrote about in 50 Shades of Grey
Why don't you come on back to my place and you can have your way
Well baby that sounds tempting, but I just can't stay
Oh we won first prize cowboy, let's just split the dough
Honey I will always love you, but we'll never know
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter
She's a little bit fuller
Yeah, and you're a whole lot shorter
We danced all night and filled the jukebox full of quarters
Cause you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter, no
No, you ain't Dolly
And you ain't Porter





![Tim McGraw - Meanwhile Back At Mamas (Feat, Faith Hill) (Lyrics in Description)
Track #8 off of Tim McGraws Sundown Heaven Town album! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICS OR THE SONG! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO TIM MCGRAW AND THE RECORD LABEL!!
**Lyrics**
[Verse 1: Tim McGraw]
Runnin round in this new truck
Bank lets me borrow from month to month
Im runnin out of credit, find a little Cash on the radio
Standin still theyre blowin past, numbers on cars goin NASCAR fast
What I wouldnt give for a slow down, dont ya know?
Cause where I come from, only the horses run
When the day is done, we take it easy
[Chorus: Tim McGraw]
Meanwhile back at Mamas
The porch lights on, come on in if you wanna
Suppers on the stove and beers in the fridge
Red sun sinkin out low on the ridge
Games on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet
Funny the things you thought youd never miss
In a world gone crazy as this
[Verse 2: Tim McGraw]
Well I found a girl and we dont fit in here
Talk about how hard it is to breathe here
Even with the windows down cant catch a southern breeze here
One of these days gonna pack it up and leave here
Cause
[Chorus: Both]
[Bridge: Both]
Oh I miss yeah a little dirt on the road, I miss corn growin in a row
I miss being somebody everybody knows, there everybody knows everybody
I miss those small town routes, walkin around in muddy boots
The sound of rain on an old tin roof
Its time we head on back
[Chorus: Both]
Cause meanwhile back at Mamas
The for sale signs goin up and Im gonna
Dump this truck and the little I got
On a loan to own and a three-acre lot
Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge
Goin for broke and were gonna be rich
Watch the sun settin on the ridge
Baby tell me what you think about this
[Outro: Both]
Me and you back at Mamas
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