Lyrics:

Friday night 'bout ten o'clock
Packed house, line around the block
The band's rockin', the dance floor's full
Their crankin' up the speed on that mechanical bull
Line 'em up, right across the bar
Look out, party's really 'bout to start
The bar tender shouts 'OK, who's next?'
The place goes crazy, well what did you expect?
Cowboy tequila
Cow, cowboy tequila
There ain't nothing in this whole wide world
That drives me wild like a sexy cowgirl
Shootin' cowboy
Cowboy tequila
Here comes Susie with her girlfriends
She's kinda shy except for the weekends
A lick of salt from her long tanned neck
A hit of lemon straight from her lips
Cowboy tequila
Cow, cowboy tequila
There ain't nothing in this whole wide world
That drives me wild like a sexy cowgirl
Shootin' cowboy
Cowboy tequila

Shot one, your head spins
Shot two, it kicks in
Shot three, I'm on my knees
Shot four on the floor and I want more, more

I wake up with a hammer in my head
I swear I'll never do that again
Phone rings, it's Susie on the line
I guess it wouldn't hurt me
Just one more time, no
Cowboy tequila
Oh, cow, cowboy tequila
There ain't nothing in this whole wide world quite like a
Cowboy tequila
Cow, cowboy tequila
There ain't nothing in this whole world
That spins my spurs like a sexy cowgirl
Shootin' cowboy
Cowboy tequila
Cowboy, cowboy tequila
Oh, Susie
Baby
Just one more