She Likes to Get Out of Town (with The Cadillac Three)

Yeah

Looking at her phone desk, tappin' her feet

That kind of girl your mama likes to meet, yeah

Sunday school dress, buttoned up tight (Buttoned up tight)

When the weekend come, she's like a red taillight

She like to get out of town

She like to get out of town

She got a little red rag top she just bought

Just a forty-five minutes from her two days off

She's watching that clock, just counting it down

She like to get out of town

She like to get out of town

She got a little glove box, she's got a-everything she needs

Got some red lipstick, she got some Mardi Gras beads

Got some party girlfriends that like to keep it unwound

That girl likes to get out of town

She likes to get out of town

Yeah, she likes to get out of town

They've got a motel room with a single bed (Motel room, single bed)

Just a-singing down the road, going out of their heads

Gonna shake it on up and gonna party on down

She like to get out of town

Get out of town

She like to get out of town, oh, oh-oh

Yeah, my, my

Big fun's close as the city limit sign

Yeah, yeah, do tell

And Daddy's little angel gonna raise a little well, well, well, well, well

She got that second cousin that keeps her on the phone

Got an ex-boyfriend that won't leave her alone

Oh, but it won't hurt 'em, what they don't know

What goes on the road stays on the road

She likes to get out of town, yeah

She likes to get out of town, mmm-hmm, yeah

Yeah, alright, she was born to shake it, it ain't her fault

Ain't her fault

But the competition ju-just loves to talk

Can't stand it

She's so tired of 'em putting her down, now what's a girl to do? But

She wanna get out of town

She gotta get out of town

She likes to get out of town