[Verse 1] Ooh, yeah Used to think if he's from Georgia Then baby he's a peach But just 'cause he's got them big brown eyes Don't mean that he can see Pick yourself up by the boots Get your tires on the streets Let that burning rubber sweep that boy up off his feet
[Pre-Chorus] Driving down some dirt road is better Than sitting at home At the bar with a long neck is better Than being alone
[Chorus] If you don't like the way he talk If you don't like the way he act Don't go handing over keys to your pink Cadillac Just like papa told ya Bait the hook and cast If you don't like thе fish you catch Throw it back
[Verse 2] Baby, don't get desperatе If he don't hit you up There's all kinds of mix and models of 'em big old pickup trucks Go get you one that's lifted, but honey not too high 'Cause we all know those kinds of boys can't keep us satisfied
[Chorus] If you don't like the way he talk If you don't like the way he act Don't go handing over keys to your pink Cadillac Just like papa told ya Bait the hook and cast If you don't like the fish you catch Throw it back
[Bridge] If he's business in the front and a party in the back His mama take one look at him and have a heart attack But if he says that he was raised on classic country songs Grab him by the hand and take his country ass back home
[Chorus] If you don't like the way he talk If you don't like the way he act Don't go handing over keys to your pink Cadillac Just like papa told ya Bait the hook and cast If you don't like the fish you catch Throw it backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
