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My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more Yeah, first time that I saw her sittin' by the creek bed toes in the water Hair down, shades on, lookin' flawless The type of girl that turn a veteran into a novice But I was caught up fast such a rebel boss lady But with all that class, a little Panasonic radio was on blast She had some Hank, Conway, some Dolly and Cash, yeah Took a while then we chatted for a minute Said she like the Silverado and she wanna sit in it I said you got it, hop in let's get it She said, "I only ride full throttle, let's pin it" So we, we hit the nearest back road and got cloudy through some country music Go and turn it up, real live Before we ran out to the bar, where the rebels get rowdy Then she hit the floor, I looked once and then I shouted My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more I mean I don't really know where she exactly came from But it was obvious she knew she had the game on Had a little attitude and that swag work And leaning around the corner to catch a glimpse done got my back hurt Oh, man, she knew what she was doin' Rockin' a skirt with a Tony Lamas How in the world could they stop her? So if you ain't happy, sittin' in ruins I was sweatin' bullets, she weren't sympathetic, needed a man Credit my horse racin', we were talkin' everybody gawking and stalking She wouldn't stop a-walkin', told her to slow down We need to be headin' back to your town I heard they havin' a hoedown That me and you can go round, how that sound? C'mon just give it a chance And I can tell by the way you lookin' at me that you like the dance I could see it in your eyes But just feelin' my ride And I'm soundin' like Bobby Boucher stuttering, my-my My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more Hi my name is Ty, how do you do? I didn't use words only no-verbal cues I pointed out her skirt and she pointed out my boots I pointed at the floor and she got up from the booth I took her by the hand she got into her groove Your girl made me smile by the way her hips moved She drivin' me wild I'm loving her youth And all the while speaking nothing but the truth, my my My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more My my look at her though Never seen nothing like her before She got a rhythm when she moving on the floor I'm loving what you're doing and I wanna see more
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Brett Brooks, Ty Albert Weathers, Stephens Derek John Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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