A5
My eyes bugged out when she walked into the club 
                                         E5
I said: "Lord have mercy, I think I'm in love" 
A5
She's just gotta be the finest thing I ever seen 
D5
Lookin' like something from the cover of a magazine 
A5               E5              A5                D5
Guess I'm gonna have to try my luck (walk-up to  
                  D5
      She's got definite possibilities 
        A5
      Maybe if I got down on my knees 
        E5
      And I beg her, pretty please 
        A5
      She'd come out and dance with me 
        D5
      If she does and there's a chance 
             A5
      That we might find some fine romance 
        E5
      I don't know, but I know she's 
            N.C.
      Got definite possibilities 
A5 
Lookin' around I can see I ain't alone 
                                              E5
Every cowboy here would just love to take her home 
   A5
My mind's workin' overtime - tryin' to come up with a line 
D5        
Somethin' that she hasn't heard, at least a half a million times 
A5           E5                 A5               D5
Anything to make that girl my own (walk-up to ) 
 
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      E5
She's shootin' everybody down 
   D5            A5
Playin' hard to get 
B5
Still I gotta take my shot 
       E5
Cause, buddy you can bet 
 
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