Lyrics:

Come on now, Willie, don't look at me that way
I know you like a paperback book 'cause I've read every page
I know what you're thinkin' and I don't think you're thinkin' at all
This is old hoss, that's you're talkin' to the one with the perfect recall

No, I ain't going down on the border with you tonight
Drinking tequila, taking chances on our lives
All the women are crazy, they like to party till daylight
On second thought if I can find a clean shirt I might

Wait a minute, Waylon, I ain't said a thing about that
Sometimes I just like to wear my spurs and my old Mexican hat
But we sure had fun the last time that we were down there
And we woke up, you had that weird tattoo
And somebody had curled my hair

No, I ain't going down on the border with you tonight
Drinking tequila, taking chances on our lives
All the women are crazy, they like to party till daylight
On second thought if I can find a clean shirt I might

All the women are crazy, they like to party till daylight
On second thought if I can find a clean shirt I might