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[Verse]
Took my baby out, thrift store spree,
Racks of denim, boots, and mystery.
She said, "Hold my purse, I’ll be right back,"
Now I’m lost in the aisles, heart under attack.
[Prechorus]
Corduroy jackets, old cowboy hats,
But no sign of her—what’s up with that?
[Chorus]
If you see my wife, tell her I’m stuck in the thrift store.
Holding her purse, looking like a rodeo decor.
I’m a Gulf Coast cowboy, singing the blues,
Lost my love somewhere, don’t know what to do.
[Verse 2]
Checked the lamps, the records, even old CDs,
She’s not in the scarves or the dungarees.
Asked the cashier, “Seen a woman so fine?”
He just shrugged, said, “Buddy, she ain’t in line.”
[Prechorus]
Vintage flannel, sequined dress,
But no queen to this thrift store mess.
[Chorus]
If you see my wife, tell her I’m stuck in the thrift store.
Holding her purse, looking like a rodeo decor.
I’m a Gulf Coast cowboy, singing the blues,
Lost my love somewhere, don’t know what to do.
Details
GeneratedNov 25, 2025
Duration1:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, blues, comedy, harmonica fills, romantic comedy country rap, country, rap, romantic, bluesy acoustic guitar with a laid-back groove
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GulfCoastCowboy
GulfCoastCowboyModelAria v5
Prompt
A romantic comedy country rap, blues, male took my wife out thrift shopping lost her somewhere in the mix Gulf Coast cowboy just singing the mix if you could help me find her it be appreciated
