There's a boy named Billy
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He's from up there in Virginia
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He makes that lightnin' holler in them hills
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He's got a recipe handed down from his pappy
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In a shiny 50-gallon copper still
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There's a boy name Jose
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Makes the best guacamole
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And the hottest hot tamales in the land
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He knows how to grow habeneros
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And he plays in the mariachi band
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[Chorus:]
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I'll trade you 20 Margaritas for your moonshine
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'Cause I like to have a party all the time
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I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine
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'Cause I hear that stuff can really blow your mind
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When Jose met Billy he was tequila crazy
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In a honkytonk getting cowboy drunk on a moonlight starry night
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Jose said, "Billy we ought to have us a party
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And invite all them senoritas and just watch that full moon shine"
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[Chorus]
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Now Jose and Billy became the best of buddies
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And rasied a lot of hell around the world
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But they'll never drink and drive cause they wanna stay alive
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And have time to kiss all the lovely girls
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[Chorus]
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20 Margaritas
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| Big & Rich |
