歌詞

And she ain't lookin' for just any kinda man She's got a taste for a special kinda brand Out on a beach while she's working on her tan Gets her buzzin' while she's laying in the sand You ain't really got much of a chance Unless you're an ice-cold can Yeah, she's into tall boys, sippin' on a damn good time Making noise with the girls on a Friday night She don't care, yeah, she's just there To tip it on back, tip it on back Yeah, you better think 'bout buyin' her a drink If you wanna know the way to her heart, boys Yeah, she's into tall boys She ain't looking for a way home yet (no) She's got a tab, got some cold beer left (alright) You'll be wishing, you're what she is holding All night long Yeah, she's into tall boys, sippin' on a damn good time Making noise with the girls on a Friday night She don't care, she's just there To tip it on back, tip it on back Yeah, you better think 'bout buyin' her a drink If you wanna know the way to her heart, boys Yeah, she's into tall boys (she's into tall boys, tall boys) Yeah, she's into tall boys, uhn, yeah 'Cause you ain't really got much of a chance Unless you're an ice-cold can Yeah, she's into tall boys, sippin' on a damn good time Making noise with the girls on a Friday night (Friday night) She don't care, yeah, she's just there To tip it on back, tip it on back Yeah, you better think 'bout buyin' her a drink If you wanna know the way to her heart, boys Yeah, she's into tall boys (she's into tall boys, tall boys) (Yeah, she's into tall boys) Yeah, she's into tall boys Yeah, she's into tall boys
Writer(s): Mason Thornley, Josh Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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