Blake Shelton – Hey Romeo

Blake Shelton Hey Romeo

Blake Shelton – Hey Romeo Lyrics

Artist: Blake Shelton
Song: Hey Romeo

This is a song
About best friends
John Roy
Was a boy I knew

Since he was three
And I was two
Grew up two little houses
Down from me

The only two bad apples
On our family tree
Kind of ripened and rotted
In our puberty

Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart
But I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild

With no inhibition
Was about like mixin
Fire and gasoline
Hey Romeo

Let’s go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas
Drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls

A couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash
And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hangin

From the mirror for luck
Said don’t you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls

Want playboys of the southwestern world
Long around
Our eighteenth year
We found two plane tickets

The hell out of here
Got scholarships
To some small town
School in Texas

Learned to drink Sangria
Til the dawns early light
Eat eggs Ranchero
And throw up all night

And tell those daddy’s girls
We were majoring in a rodeo
Ah but my
Favorite memory

At school that fall
Was the night John Roy
Came runnin down the hall
Wearin nothin

But cowboy boots
And a big sombrero
Hey Romeo
Let’s go down to Mexico

Chase senoritas
Drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls
A couple of real hillbillies

Got a pocket full of cash
And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hangin
From the mirror for luck

Said don’t you know
All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world

And I said
We had a little
Change in plans
Like when Paul McCartney

Got busted in Japan
And I said
We got waylaid
When we laid foot

On Mexican soil
See the boarder guard
With the Fu Manchu mustache
Kind of stumbled on John’s

Pocket full of American cash
He said
Doin a little funny business
In Mexico Amigo

But all I could think about
Was savin my own tail
When he mentioned ten years
In a Mexican jail

So I pointed to John Roy and said
It’s all his now please let me go
Well it was your idea genius
I was just layin there in bed

When you said
Hey Romeo
Let’s go down to Mexico
Chase senoritas

Drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls
A couple of real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash

And that old Ford truck
A fuzzy cat hangin
From the mirror for luck
Said don’t you know

All those little
Brown-eyed girls
Want playboys of the southwestern world
Ah we’re still best friends

Temporary cell mates
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From the album:
Loaded: The Best of Blake Shelton
Release Year: 2003