"My, my if it isn't Heidi or should I call you Riza?" A man in a black button up shirt and blue jeans said playfully as he walked into the Honky-tonk. It was about seven p.m. and the Honky-tonk had opened about 2 hours ago and it was packed already. Roy noted as this new person walked up to the stage he too had a guitar. Roy was about to go up and knock him out for the way he was flirting with Riza, his Riza, but held his self restraint as he saw Riza welcome him on stage,
"Hey Y'all this is my good friend Josh Turner! He's gonna help me with this next song is that alright?" She said, suddenly all the girls that had been flocked around Roy were now all near the stage, however all he said was a simple hello. Then Riza jumped down from the stage avoiding the girls and guys, and walked over to Roy,
"Now now, Roy you look like your not having fun." She then ordered a beer. This too shocked Roy. She always told him it was 'vile' and had no reason to be on the planet, and she just ordered one. Was this really Riza? He asked himself.
"Riza who are you and what did you do with the woman I love?" he asked playfully.
"She is still right here. Ready for action," She smirked, "in a few minutes," She said as she seductively walked up to the stage again and Josh helped her up and Roy smiled as she fixed her hair onstage, then the band started to play andthe now 2 singers sang at the same time.
Grand Ole Opry music show
Playing on the radio
Fiddle and a steel guitar
In some little redneck bar
Parking lot full of four wheel drives
You wont hear no hip hop jives
Cowgirls looking for cowboys
To two step to that old white noise
Talking bout white noise Coming from the white boys
I cant keep my cowboy boots from stomping
To that white noise
Coming from the white boys
Take me where those honkies are a Tonkin'
When the evening sun goes down
We cruise into our little town
Country girls and Country Boys
Showing off hillbilly toys
Talking bout white noise
Coming from the white boys
I cant keep my cowboy boots from stomping
To that white noise
Coming from those white boys
Take me where those Honkies are a Tonkin'
Tractor pulls and rodeos
County fairs and bluegrass shows
It aint a thing about black and white
Its Johnny Cash and Charley Pride
That's what I call white noise
Coming from the real McCoys
I cant keep my cowboy boots from stompin'
To that white noise
Coming from the real McCoys
Take me where those honkies are a Tonkin'
Take me where those honkies are a Tonkin'
Take me where those honkies are a Tonkin'
Their voices went together perfectly. Riza looked around and in the back, she saw-
A/N Time!
Hey thanks for reading and thanks to my 2 reviewers bohemianwriterredroses and Anicka they helped bring you this next chap and the same rules apply as before! 2 more or I don't update! So click on the little button submit review (bottom of the page. Click go) and sorry its so short I ran out of ideas and who did Riza see? Find out in the next chapter! Called I may hate myself in the morning' !
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