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Maggie Antone - Rhinestoned Lyrics



Maggie Antone - Rhinestoned Lyrics




Rhinestone cowgirls don't need nobody else she'd rather roll one up than drink from the top shelf she'd rather be high without a care in her mind riding a mustang into the moonlight

They call her a loner buskin her ass through the lonestar state grindin her weed on a runaway freight there's no place like home she's a high class stoner Head held high, but she hangs low shining bright through a cloud of smoke she's rhinestoned

Gave him her all and didn't get nothing back so she slammed that door & smoked one last cigarette Started the car and she hits the gas Ripped the rearview off and never lookin' back he'd never be enough & baby just because

They call her a loner buskin her ass through the lonestar state grindin her weed on a runaway freight there's no place like home she's a high class stoner head held high but she hangs low shining bright through a cloud of smoke she's rhinestoned

She's good as gone & now he knows that she left a long time ago she's gone she's gone it's kinda hard to face the facts when all she does is turn her back she goes like smoke

They call her a loner buskin her ass through the lonestar state grindin her weed on a runaway freight with no place to go she's a high class stoner

Head held high but she hangs low shining bright through a cloud of smoke she's rhinestoned
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Rhinestone cowgirls don't need nobody else she'd rather roll one up than drink from the top shelf she'd rather be high without a care in her mind riding a mustang into the moonlight

They call her a loner buskin her ass through the lonestar state grindin her weed on a runaway freight there's no place like home she's a high class stoner Head held high, but she hangs low shining bright through a cloud of smoke she's rhinestoned

Gave him her all and didn't get nothing back so she slammed that door & smoked one last cigarette Started the car and she hits the gas Ripped the rearview off and never lookin' back he'd never be enough & baby just because

They call her a loner buskin her ass through the lonestar state grindin her weed on a runaway freight there's no place like home she's a high class stoner head held high but she hangs low shining bright through a cloud of smoke she's rhinestoned

She's good as gone & now he knows that she left a long time ago she's gone she's gone it's kinda hard to face the facts when all she does is turn her back she goes like smoke

They call her a loner buskin her ass through the lonestar state grindin her weed on a runaway freight with no place to go she's a high class stoner

Head held high but she hangs low shining bright through a cloud of smoke she's rhinestoned
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Writer: HANSEL PAUL COMPTON, CARRIE KARPINEN, MAGGIE ANTONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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