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  was sweet as cotton candy at a county fair
 Well he's a cold drink of  with butterscotch hair
 He  that he loved me
 Well I guess he  did
 'cause  he rolled up his sleeve one day
 I saw my  next to his
 
 A new tattoo stinging like a 
 Two little hearts like a big  warning
 I wasn't  for a permanent thing
  comes the ink, then comes the ring
 
 Burn burn baby
 I bet we could've made a bunch  sweet memories
 You  have slowed down mister
 Moving  a twister's just a little fast for me
 
  now it's 0 to 60
 And if you ever miss me I'm right  on your arm
 Don't you cry, I'll leave  something behind
 Skid marks and a double 
 
 Well he's a  bronc buster
  bet he sleeps in his boots
 Well he tried to throw a rope around  right out of the shoot
  swore that he loved me
 Well I reckon  probably did
 'cause when he  up his sleeve one day
 I thought here  go again
 
 A new  burning like a brand
 Two little hearts on my rodeo 
 I wasn't looking for a  thing
 First comes the ink,  comes the ring
 
 Burn burn baby
 I bet we could've made a bunch  sweet memories
 You should  slowed down mister
 Moving like a twister's  a little fast for me
 
 Well now  0 to 60
 And if you ever  me I'm right there on your arm
  you cry, I'll leave you something behind
  marks and a double heart
 I'm a free 
 
 A new tattoo whistling 
 Two little hearts ain't gonna  me
 I'm not looking  a permanent thing
 So don't you put ink 'til I take the 
 
 Burn burn baby
 I bet we could've  a bunch of sweet memories
 You should have  down mister
 Moving like a twister's  a little fast for me
 
 Well now it's 0  60
 And if you  miss me I'm right there on your arm
 Don't you cry,  leave you something behind
 Skid marks and a, skid marks  a
  marks and a double heart
 Well,  a free bird.