I'm a little bit country She's a little bit of rock and roll We was listening to 2 Chainz Hanging out on an old dirt road Making out on the porch swing Tan legs with the boots on Said she wanna hear the boys sing Another country song
Every Friday night had me feeling like Earnhardt I was only 17, hit the road when it turned dark First gear, second gear, third, let the tires bark Waking up the neighbors with a Hank Williams Jr. song Pretty little lady waiting on me, just a couple miles To hell about a curfew, 16 and buck wild Flying down a back road, dodging cops and big deer Waiting on a kiss and a cold PBR beer Living wild and free, no care about a consequence Country love baby, yellow house, white picket fence Pull up in the gravel, cut the lights in the driveway Praying that her daddy don't come out with a gun raised Seeing Daisy Dukes coming toward me make my heart race But son, when she got up in my truck, it was fast paced Headed down the holler, lead foot like a Nascar Gas tank full, Windows down little too far
I'm a little bit country She's a little bit of rock and roll We was listening to 2 Chainz Hanging out on an old dirt road Making out on the porch swing Tan legs with the boots on Said she wanna hear the boys sing Another country song
Yeah I'm Alice in Chains and a little bit of Nirvana Sugar mama riding shawty, I'm digging the farmer's daughter I roll in like Rusty Wallace, I'm duking from all the coppers She digging this country boy like Brady and Joe's garden She's my tin roof dancer on a full moon night In the bed of my Chevy, underneath the cab light She's my down home southern belle, always with me raisin' hell Strawberry Wine make a country girl drop a tail Make me spin them damn wheels, wanna ditch the high heels Wanna hit a trail up in the holler on the high hills Ladies want a wild boy, ladies want a real man Ladies want some grease up on them dirty greasy callused hands Switching these gears like the truck got stole Long legs on the dashboard, flying down a back road Sitting right beside me, no damn seat belt on Tearing shit up, like the county line mud bog
I'm a little bit country She's a little bit of rock and roll We was listening to 2 Chainz Hanging out on an old dirt road Making out on the porch swing Tan legs with the boots on Said she wanna hear the boys sing Another country songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
