[Intro(Steel Guitar and Harmonica, Slow Southern Draw)] [Verse 1(Male Vocal 1, Southern Drawl)] (Sittin’ with my buddy, a bottle in hand) We’d had too much whisky, feelin’ like strong men. He said, “Bet you can’t do it!” A dare to be bold. “Wax your baaaaalls tonight, if you’ve got the sooooul.” [Chorus(Male Vocal 1, Southern Drawl)] (Ooooooh) Lord, what was I thinkin’, countin’ to three? (Ooooooh) Tore out my pride and my dignity. Never felt pain like this before, Howlin’ and dancin’ on that bathroom floor. [Hook(Male Vocal 1, Elongated Southern Drawl)] (Smmoooth as siiiiilk, liiiike a newborn baaabe) (Noooothin’ but shiiiiiine for the price I paaaaid!) [Verse 2(Male Vocal 2, Narrating Friend, Southern Drawl)] (He grabbed his car keys, walkin’ kinda slow) “To the drugstore, buddy, ‘cause I ain’t no pro!” Came back with a kit, smilin’ real wide, Said, “Good luck, pal—you’re in for a ride!” [Pre-Chorus(Male Vocal 1, Reflective Southern Drawl)] I stared at that box, my heart started sinkin’, Was this the whisky talkin’, or what was I thinkin’? [Chorus(Male Vocals Together, Southern Harmony)] (Ooooooh) Lord, what was I thinkin’, countin’ to three? (Ooooooh) Tore out my pride and my dignity. Never felt pain like this before, Howlin’ and dancin’ on that bathroom floor. [Hook(Male Vocal 1 and 2. Harmony with Drawl)] (Smmoooth as siiiiilk, shiiiny as gooooold) (A sight to reeeemember, if I dare be sooo bold!) [Verse 3(Male Vocal 1. Solo with Southern Drawl)] (Weeks gone by, and now I laugh at it all) Though my pride’s still missin’, my buddy stands tall. Every barbecue, he tells the whole crowd, “How my waxed outlaw made his buddy so proud!” [Instrumental Break(Acoustic Guitar Solo. Harmonica Echo. Steel Guitar Interlude. Slow Southern Feel)] [Bridge(Humorous Duet. Call-and-Response Southern Drawl)] [M1]: "Why’d you dare me, man?" [M2]: "It’s a laugh, I swear!" [M1]: "Well, my soul is bruised, and I’m missin’ my hair!" [M2]: "Your pain is legend, but I’m still standin’ here!" [Breakdown(Spoken Over Minimal Percussion. Harmonica, and Acoustic Guitar)] [M1 (Spoken)]: “You know, buddy, I swear that wax screamed louder than I did…” [M2 (Spoken.)]: “You shoulda seen your face, brighter than the Fourth of July!” [M1 (Spoken)]: “Ain’t no fireworks show got nothin’ on what I went through.” [Final Chorus(Male Vocals Together. Emotional Southern Harmony)] (Ooooooh) Lord, what was I thinkin’, countin’ to three? (Ooooooh) Tore out my soul with my dignity. The pain may fade, but the memory’s raw, Howlin’ forever ‘bout my waxed outlaw! [Hook(Slow Fade. Soft Southern Harmony)] (Smmoooth as siiiiilk, nooo hair in siiiight) (My shiny pearl treaaasure, in the pale moonlight…) [Outro(Steel Guitar and Harmonica. Gentle Fade)] [M1]: "Next time, you’re takin’ the dare." [M2]: "I’ll stick to beer, buddy. Fair and square!" [End(Steel Guitar Strum. Harmonica Whisper)]

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