| gBack in the good old days
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| Knew how to brawl
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| I’m talking real gunslingers
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| I’m talking real outlaws
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| They’d saddle up and ride on into town
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| When it was high noon in them old saloons
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| You knew what was going down
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| They took it outside, took it outside
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| It was man to man, it’s toe to toe
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| You know they had to go
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| Well, nobody’s gonna break it up
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| Not until you’ve had enough
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| And if you think you’ve got the guts
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| Then let’s take it outside
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| Well, if you think your man enough
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| You really wanna knuckle up
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| If you wanna shed a little blood
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| Then let’s take it outside, let’s take it outside
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| These days things have changed
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| There’s a lot of talk, lot of pushing and shoving
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| Well, if you wanna walk the walk
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| Well, let’s have some respect
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| They got girls in here, just pay your tab
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| Lay down your beer And let’s take it outside, let’s take it outside
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| It’s man to man, it’s toe to toe
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| You know we need to go
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| Well, nobody’s gonna break it up
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| Not until we’ve had enough
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| And if you think you’ve got the guts
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| Then let’s take it outside
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| Well, if you think your man enough
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| You really wanna knuckle up
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| If you wanna shed a little blood
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| Then let’s take it outside, let’s take it outside, yeah
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| We’re all here for a good time
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| Don’t start no trouble
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| 'Cause it won’t be the first time
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| I put a scar on my knuckles
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| Now brother, I don’t mind
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| And I’ll be glad to stomp your ass
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| But if both of us walk out that door
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| One of us ain’t coming back
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| Nobody’s gonna break it up
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| Not until we’ve had enough
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| And if you think you’ve got the guts
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| Then let’s take it outside
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| Well, if you think your man enough
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| You really wanna knuckle up
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| If you wanna shed a little blood
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| Then let’s take it outside, let’s take it outside, yeah |