作词 : Beyoncé/Elizabeth Lowell Boland/Raphael Saadiq/Nathan Ferraro/Megan Bülow/Brian Bates

作曲 : Beyoncé/Elizabeth Lowell Boland/Raphael Saadiq/Nathan Ferraro/Megan Bülow/Brian Bates

This ain't Texas (Oh)

Ain't no hold 'em (Hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down

So park your Lexus (Ooh)

And throw your keys up (Hey)

Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)

And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo, ha

There's a tornado (There's a tornado)

In my city (In my city)

Hit the basement (Hit the basement)

That shit ain't pretty (Shit ain't pretty)

Rugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey)

'Cause we survivin' ('Cause we survivin')

Puffin' red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah

Ooh, one step to the right

We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice

Ooh, run me to the left

Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind

This ain't Texas (Oh)

Ain't no hold 'em (Hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down

So park your Lexus (Ooh)

And throw your keys up (Hey)

Stick around,' round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)

And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo

And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Come pour some liquor on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo

(Woo-hoo)

(Woo-hoo)

(Woo-hoo)

There's a heatwave (There's a heatwave)

Comin' at us (Comin' at us)

Too hot to think straight (Too hot to think straight)

Too cold to panic (Cold to panic)

All of the problems

Just feel dramatic (Just feel dramatic)

And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find, yeah

Ooh, one step to the right

We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice

Ooh, you run to the left

Just work me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind

This ain't Texas (Oh)

Ain't no hold 'em (Hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down (Oh)

So park your Lexus (Hey)

And throw your keys up (Hey)

Stick around,' round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)

And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo

And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Come pour some liquor on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a—, come take it to the floor now, ooh

Take it to the floor now, ooh

Oops, spurs, boots

To the floor now, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Shoot

Come take it to the floor now, ooh

And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Baby, pour that sugar and liquor on me too

Spurs, spurs, boots

Photogenic, photogenic, shoot