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The one I want... my dream man... my cowboy. |
| Tall, dark hair, handsome He wears blue jeans, cowboy boots, large belt buckles, And looks gorgeous in a button down That slow grin he gives when he greets you With a tip of his hat, a leisurely, “M’am” rolled off his tongue With such confidence It’s enough to make me faint And so hard to resist running away with him. |