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Jim And Jack And Hank - text

There you were standin’ by the screen door slammin’
Rather clear what’s takin’ place
You were holdin’ on to Louie, he was packed and he was heavy
That plastic handle just about to break

Well then you picked up Chloe, she knew y’all were going
She started barking like a tank
I was shocked and I was jolted but I would not be lonely
Cause I’ve got Jim and Jack and Hank

Take your string bikinis
Your apple martinis
Take what’s left there in the bank
Take your flat iron and your curlers
Your sparkling water
And that damn perfume I never liked
Take your black Mercedes
All that stuff for ladies
To me you’re just a total blank
Go on and leave me baby I don’t need you
I got Jim and Jack and Hank

Well now you left screaming and your tires screeching
That little dog right in your lap
I became a little sad and called up my ol’ Dad
He said son you just woke me from my nap
I told him you had left me, he said
Son now don’t you hate me
You know exactly what I think
You know you’re better off and you can fish and you can golf
You still got Jim and Jack and Hank

Take your string bikinis
Your apple martinis
Take what’s left there in the bank
Take your flat iron and your curlers
Your sparkling water
And that damn perfume I never liked
Take your black Mercedes
All that stuff for ladies
To me you’re just a total blank
Go on and leave me baby I don’t need you
I got Jim and Jack and Hank
That’s right

So I got out the whiskey
And I began to listen
To songs out in my truck you couldn’t crank
I started feeling empty, then again it hit me
I’ve got Jim and Jack and Hank

Take your string bikinis
Your apple martinis
Take what’s left there in the bank
Take your flat iron and your curlers
Your sparkling water
And that damn perfume I never liked
Take your black Mercedes
All that stuff for ladies
To me you’re just a total blank
Go on and leave me baby I don’t need you
I got Jim and Jack and Hank

Yeah now go on and leave me baby I don’t need you
I got Jim and Jack and Hank, that’s right

You go ahead, I’ll be A-OK
Cause I’ve got Jose, Captain Morgan
Not to mention call ol’ George and Tammy and Loretta and Merle, Willie Nelson, big John Cash

How about ole Jimmy Buffett – bring him in there – with that sun shine
George Strait – old friend
Can’t forget Hank Jr. and all his rowdy friends
I’m gonna clean out the whole closet baby, oh yeah
Goodbye

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