

Song Details
Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
Well, there you go trippinâ over your own boots
Tryna act all smooth but youâre missing a screw
You canât find your truck keys for love or for luck
And you call your mama just to back up your bluff
Boy, you talk a big game you canât play
Thinkinâ youâre the prize but you got no bouquet
Bless your little heart, you donât have a clue
Ainât no magic in your cards, you canât see the truth
You think youâre the star of this rodeo night
But honey, youâre the clown beneath the neon lights
Goâon and play your part, bless your little heart
You buy me a beer, then you spill it on your shirt
You say you like my smile, but your pickup lines hurt
You read the room wrong, shouldâve stayed on the farm
âCause baby, silly never looked this darned charmed
Boy, you flirt like youâre still in third grade
Tryna win me over with your lemonade
Bless your little heart, you donât have a clue
Ainât no magic in your cards, you canât see the truth
You think youâre the star of this rodeo night
But honey, youâre the clown beneath the neon lights
Goâon and play your part, bless your little heart
I guess itâs cute the way you tumble and stumble
Making lightning out of thunder that fumbles
Iâll tip my hat and Iâll wave goodbye
âCause youâll never know the reason why
Bless your little heart, you donât have a clue
Ainât no magic in your cards, you canât see the truth
You think youâre the star of this rodeo night
But honey, youâre the clown beneath the neon lights
Goâon and play your part, bless your little heartOne more laugh before I roll my eyes
Oh, bless your little heartâgoodbye
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