A conversation with George Strait

Me: How's it goin, George.

George: Good. How are you, Nevena? Or is it Nev? Which do you prefer?

Me: (googly eyes) Mmmmmmmmm

George: Um, yeah, ok then...
George: I'm lookin for somebody.

Me: Who?

George: (grabs guitar, clears throat, gives meaningful glance):

She can drive a truck and rope and ride,

She feels right at home right by my side,

That's my kind of woman,

That's my cup of tea,

The girl I want for me

She's got a pair of boots that she just loves,

And like me, likes Gus from "Lonesome Dove",

That's my kind of woman,

That's me to a "T",

That's my kind of woman,

The one I want for me,

After all I've seen and all I've done,

I know somewhere there is someone,

Who'll look my way and say, I want that one,

That's my kind of woman,

That's me to the "T",

No matter what she wears she turns my head,

On rainy days, I can't pry her out of bed,

Lord, I know the order's pretty tall,

But find me and that'll be all,

That's my kind of woman,

That's me to a "T",

That's my kind of woman,

The girl I want for me,

After all I've seen and all I've done,

I know somewhere there is someone,

Who'll look my way and say, I want that one,

That's my kind of woman,

That's me to the "T",

That's my kind of woman,

The girl I want for me,

She can drive a truck and rope and ride.

Me: Aw, George, that's sweet. But you know, when I'm ready to find somebody, I'll be lookin for a guy more like Shooter Jennings:

Now, darling, I know we've had our problems lately

And you've left me after all these years

And I know I probably could've treated you better along the line

I've seen my mistakes, like that time that I took you to Waffle House

And you made me mad and I made you walk home in the rain

But you never got my sense of humor anyways

No, you never laughed at my jokes

And I never meant to hurt you

I never understood the hillbilly things I do

If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later

But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators

And I know I should've probably come home more often

On those long and lonely winter

But you know out of all those women I was always your number one

And I'm sorry about that time I got drunk and hit on your mom

And slashed you're daddy's tires

But I figured they had it coming

And I'm sorry about that time that I accidentally shot your dog

While I was hunting and I told you he ran away

Oh, wait a minute, I told you that didn't I

Oh, darling, and I could never share the secrets of my heart

I feel so much closer to you now that we're apart

If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later

But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators

If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later

But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators

If our love don't work now, darling, maybe later

But you can't see the tears behind my Aviators

Me: George, I hope you can understand. And I hope we can still be friends.

George: (Obviously disappointed). Yeah, ok.