That's My Girl

She can parallel park a pickup truck, unload the shells from a twelve gauge shotgun, catch a little better on the side of a riverbank. She can pop the hood when the light turns on, get it runnin' good when it's runnin' wrong. Cut the grass, catch a backyard touchdown pass. Ooh she can start a little fire when the sun goes down. That's my girl with my t-shirt on. Singing every word to all my favorite songs. Yeah, she's got the windows rolled down, the radio up, she got her little bare feet hanging out of my truck. She can hold her own in this big ol' world, that's my girl. She paints her nails red like she paints this town, just one of the guys when we go out. Turning every boy's head with her tan legs on the dance floor. Oh but it don't bother me one darn bit, no cause I know who she's comin' home with. That's my girl with my t-shirt on. Singing every word to all my favorite songs. Yeah, she's got the windows rolled down, the radio up, she got her little bare feet hanging out of my truck. She can hold her own in this big ol' world, that's my girl, Yeah! That's my girl with my t-shirt on. Singing every word to all my favorite songs. Yeah, she's got the windows rolled down, the radio up, she got her little bare feet hanging right, That's my girl with my t-shirt on. Singing every word to all my favorite songs. Yeah, she's got the windows rolled down, the radio up, she got her little bare feet hanging out of my truck. She can hold her own in this big ol' world, I said she can hold her own in this big ol' world, that's my girl, yeah! That's my girl.