Shirley Temple

She don't cause a scene She don't cry in bars She won't touch nicotine Won't take it too far She's salt of the earth And she kinda talks Just like your mama And that's the cherry on top She's grenadine She's everything I'll never be, not even a little Shirley Temple, sweet and simple And you're drinkin' it up I'm a pistol, accidentally Sayin' too much 'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you Keep wishin' it was love While you're sippin' Shirley Temples And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz I'll shoot you straight I'll call you out But you'll acquire a taste After a round Or two, or ten We could leave in a hurry But don't you worry, she'll get over it Shirley Temple, sweet and simple And you're drinkin' it up I'm a pistol, accidentally Sayin' too much 'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you Keep wishin' it was love While you're sippin' Shirley Temples And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz Oh, you can't catch a buzz She's grenadine She's everything I'll never be, not even a little Shirley Temple, sweet and simple But it's never enough I'm a pistol, accidentally Sayin' too much 'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you Keep wishin' it was love While you're sippin' Shirley Temples And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz Oh, you can't catch a buzz