Looks

If a beer could turn a year into ten, I'd live for eternity

If the sun never went missin' while I'm sittin' here fishin'

Then, man, I'd never leave

If smokin' a Winston Light didn't feel right, I reckon I'd just have to be wrong

Girl, your neon eyes cut me like a knife, then hell, I'd be long gone

'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still

I'd be SOL

I'd be a dead man walkin', you'd be tongue-tied sweet talkin'

Your way out of jail

The headlines would read, RIP death by first-sight love

And if looks could kill I'd be up on a hill

Six feet down, pushin' daisies up

Yeah, you got that smile like a .45 hollow point straight to the heart

And I ain't claimin' that's where you were aimin'

But, baby, you were right on the mark

Well, there'd be no talk about just 'cause

'Cause, girl, it'd be point blank

You'd be tried, first-degree homicide

And I'd be in Montgomery, hangin' with Hank

'Cause if looks could kill, make a heart beat still

I'd be SOL

I'd be a dead man walkin', you'd be tongue-tied sweet talkin'

Your way out of jail

The headlines would read, RIP death by first-sight love

And if looks could kill I'd be up on a hill

Six feet down, pushin' daisies up

If looks could kill, make a heart beat still

I'd be SOL

I'd be a dead man walkin', you'd be tongue-tied sweet talkin'

Your way out of jail

The headlines would read, RIP death by first-sight love

And if looks could kill I'd be up on a hill

Six feet down, pushin' daisies up

And if looks could kill I'd be up on a hill

Six feet down, pushin' daisies up

Pushin' daisies up