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Clay Walker Clay Walker White Palace White Palace Written By: Zack Turner/Byron Hill She works the late night shift down at the hamburger house She pins back her hair and Lord, she gets them orders out She's always smilin' when she sees me walk in 'Cause she knows i'll be eatin' just as long as i can Them milk shakes must be good, 'cause i just can't get my fill Since the first time she made me one i've been head over heels Chorus: The tag on her shirt says "Hello, my name is Alice." I'll be doggone if she ain't the prettiest thing I've ever seen in Dallas Her blue eyes they shine brighter than the Aurora Borealis She looks like a queen workin' in that white palace When she works the drive-thru window i burn up a tank of gas I get one thing at a time so i can make another pass I bet i'm the only one who ever gives her a tip 'Cause i love to her "thank you" comin from those sweet red lips Someday i'll get up the nerve and ask her for a date And we'll drive out to Ft. Worth and i'll buy her a t-bone steak (Chorus) (Twice) |
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