Testi

Look at me I'm a little bit of sugar and lot of spice No pink champagne, expensive wine Just whiskey on ice Every now and then I get a little bit Devil Momma said to get to heaven "better learn to get good" Never mind if you're doing what you think you should If you could, you would Like to get a little dressed up Get a little messed up Gonna wear my hair, my boots, my skirt too high Gonna get a little crazy Forget that I'm a lady Feeling kind of hot, better pour me a double Baby take a shot, I'm your kind of trouble If you had a hard week and need a sneak peak of what good livin means Come with me and I'll let you see the backwoods side of things Rednecks, roughneck spendin that paycheck Take a little break for the workin man Bring the girls in the curls and boots Bring the boys in the band and the choir too Honey you aint never seen A honey suckle bloom that's sweet like me When they see me walkin down the street... Never gonna be another night like this Never be a moment that you'll wanna miss Maybe if you're lucky you'll get a kiss...
Writer(s): Jamie Suttle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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