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What's the big deal about Garth Brooks What's he got that I ain't got Except the biggest country album in history And girls screamin' in the parking lot My wife thinks Garth Brooks hung the moon Yeah she thinks Garth's number one And there's even husbands jealous at Garth Brooks over in Ireland. I look better in a hat than he does And I got a lot more hair I missed The Dance, Still Felt the Pain And I've never had an Answered Pray I wrote a hundred songs about rodeos But my wife wouldn't listen to mine Now I'm singin' to Friends in a place so Low Garth Brooks couldn't even find. Garth Brooks you better hope we never meet Or one of us is gonna get hurt Yeah you'll let go of that Longneck Bottle If I choke you with a Garth Brooks T-shirt She has taken down our weddin' pictures And put a poster of you And if your name comes up again when she's sleepin' There's no tellin' what I'll do. Yeah we went though this a few years ago When she was dreamin' about George Strait But now the name Garth Brooks are two words I have grown to hate Brother you look like a cowboy airport controller With that ugly little microphone Why don't you quit tryin' to turn my wife away And leave my life alone. I sick of, Garth Brooks I'm tired of hearin' about, Garth Brooks I think I've had enough, Garth Brooks My wife is in love with, Garth Brooks She wants to be Mrs., Garth Brooks I hope his records sells like, Garth Brooks |