Chorus: Dim lights, thick smoke and loud, loud music. Is the only kind of life you'll ever understand. Dim lights, thick smoke and loud, loud music. You'll never make a wife to a home loving man.
A home and little children mean nothing to you. A house filled with love and a husband so true. You'd rather have a drink with the first guy you meet. The only home you know is that bar down the street.
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Drinking and dancing, to a honky-tonk band. Is the only kind of life you'll ever understand. Go run and have your fun, you think you played it smart. I'm sorry for you and your honky-tonk heart.