Friday, May 15, 2009

Song in the birthday girl, Kelli's head

She's Country
Jason Aldean

You boys ever met a real country girl?
Talkin, true blue, out in the woods, down home, country girl

She's a hot little number in her pick-up truck
Daddy's sweet money done jacked it up
She's a party-all-nighter from South Carolina,
a bad mamajama from down in Alabama
She's a raging cajun, a lunatic from Brunswick,
juicy Georgia peach
With a thick southern drawl, sexy swing and walk,
brother she's all Country,
(shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay, country
Brother she's country
A hell raisin sugar when the sun goes down,
mama taught her how to rip up a town
Honey dripping honey from the hollerin
Kentucky, getcha flippin kinda trippie like a Mississippi hippie,
She's a Kansas princess, crazy mother trucker,
undercover lover
Thick southern drawl, sexy swing and walk,
Brother she's all Country
(shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That's the way she was born and raised,
she ain't afraid to stay, country Nothin but country
(Thick southern drawl) (Sexy swing and walk)
(Aw show 'em how a country girl does it one time now)
Brother she's country, from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
Nothin but country Yea yeayeaaa
She's country (shoot) from her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country, from the songs she plays to the prayers she prays,
That's the way she was born and raised she ain't afraid to stay,
country Yea she's nothing but country
She's all about the country
From the backwoods she's a homegrown, down to the bone, she's country

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