From the recording Jukebox Deluxe, Volume 2
Lyrics
COUNTRY KING...COUNTRY QUEEN
“You clean up nice,” is what she said,
Sitting real pretty on my king sized bed
Her clothes in a pile on the floor
I knew one day we’d hook up here
“Just throw a party, I thought, with a keg of beer
And that girl will come walking through my door.”
She was born in Lubbock
I was born in Abilene
And if there’s one thing every country boy knows
Every country king needs a country queen
She asked me for a shot of Jack
And a slow massage down her lower back
I stopped to kiss her butterfly tattoo
In between the sexy sighs
The beating heart…the come-kiss-me eyes
She said, “I can’t wait to put my hands all over you.”
She was born in Lubbock
I was born in Abilene
And if there’s one thing every country boy knows
Every country king needs a country queen
Girl, the gun is loaded
It’s time to pull the trigger
Just hold on tight ‘til it feels just right
Then a shot to the heart will be delivered
“You clean up nice,” is what she said,
Sitting real pretty on my king sized bed
Her clothes in a pile on the floor
The night is young…there’s plenty of time
You’re calling me yours so I’ll be calling you mine
And when the sun comes up, we’ll both be wanting more
And more…
And more…
She was born in Lubbock
I was born in Abilene
And if there’s one thing every country boy knows
Every country king needs a country queen
A country king needs a country queen…
A country king needs a country queen…
A country king needs a country queen…
A country king needs a country queen...
© 2022 Christopher Iverson Music/BMI
words & music: Christopher Iverson
