Clementine

She my little Clementine Ain't tall but she mighty fine And her jeans just don't fit right Shawty got me in love She my little Clementine Baby girl got some dynamite Southern girls are just my type Shorty got me in love Smell like daisies, but she ain't got her dukes on Clothes half off, I don't need a coupon Love the way her moon shines on the futon I only ring my southern bell with her boots on Shorty went and drop a dollar for my new song Touch Tunes Tuesday, gеt her groove on Death thrеats 'cause her ex can't move on Never stress 'cause my baby keeps a tool on She the line dance leader Lookin' fine as hell, blue jeans and a beater Shorty got the juice, and she love when I squeeze her Summer time, Clementine, ain't nothin' sweeter She my little Clementine Ain't tall but she mighty fine And her jeans just don't fit right Shawty got me in love She my little Clementine Baby girl got some dynamite Southern girls are just my type Shorty got me in love When her sundress hit the floor, yes, ma'am Got me singin' country songs, goddamn And a home cooked meal, that's my favorite day When it's time for dessert, she just sit on my face She tastes like Clementine, she the juiciest, the ripest Hunting pics got her on the no-fly list Small town, she ain't got a lot of mileage Good Lord, these southern girls righteous Tennessee shorty whisper in her ear softly Got some Zyns on me, she can't get off me Then she took some whiskey straight to the face That's the time and the place, that I knew it was fate She my little Clementine Ain't tall but she mighty fine And her jeans just don't fit right Shawty got me in love She my little Clementine Baby girl got some dynamite Southern girls are just my type Shorty got me in love