West Texas Town - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I'm on my way to Amarillo, I can't seem to get my fill of that

Little west Texas Town

I've got a sweet thing built right Betty, head to toe, she's mighty pretty

Living in that west Texas town

Friday comes, it's time to roll, time for me to hit the road

I've got my eyes on the horizon

My little dish in that panhandle lights up like a Roman Candle

When I reach that west Texas town

Ah, sing it Dean...

From Big Spring all the way to Plainview, I can't wait to get to you know who

In that west Texas town

I drive through hell and half of Texas just to get to her by breakfast

Waiting in the west Texas town

Friday comes, it's time to roll, time for me to hit the road

I've got my eyes on the horizon

My little dish in that panhandle lights up like a Roman Candle

When I reach that west Texas town

Baby, turn the porch light on, your big Poppa's coming home

To that west Texas town