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    "My Cellmate Thinks I'm Sexy" Lyrics

    Cledus T. Judd

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    Tune: She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy

    Hi ho Silver, AWAY!
    After my show, thought I'd have a little fun.
    Hopped on a horse: Shorty sure could run.
    Well, I got a butt kickin, when the police finally caught me.
    ("Give me back my horse!!!")
    Not a moment too soon, Tim McGraw jumped in.
    Did his best Jackie Chan, caught a cop on the chin.
    Now I don't understand why they's arrestin' me,

    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy, I really turn him on.
    He's always staring at me, oh, when the guards are gone.
    I'm runnin out of cigarettes; he's askin me to dance.
    He says I'm lookin good in these orange pants.
    I really wish Tim McGraw was here to protect me.
    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy.

    I'd give anything to be back on my bus.
    I'm hidin' in my bunk, but he's climbin' on up.
    Swears all he wants me to do is sing him one of my songs.
    Says he's got a dream: I'm afraid of what it is.
    You're never gonna see me on a horse after this.
    I only get one call. I hope that Faith is home.

    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy, he just won't leave me alone.
    He's blowin' kisses at me, and I'm a'duckin' em all.
    I hate to break it to him, I'm in no mood for romance.
    What part of no don't this fool understand?
    I'm in big trouble if someone don't come and get me.
    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy.

    Well one day behind bars is long enough,
    'Cos when I drop that soap ooo his eyes light up.

    My cellmate thinks I'm,
    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy, I really turn him on.
    My name is Kenny Chesney, this ain't where I belong.
    Me and Tim's in trouble, buddy, one thing is for sure,.
    George Strait's gonna kick us off his George Strait tour.
    I'd call Tracy Lawrence but he's in the next cell beside me.
    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy.
    My cellmate thinks I'm sexy.

    I had him from hello...hello...hello.
    What's Up!!
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Roba Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by James Allen N Collins Jr., Paul Lester Overstreet.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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