Whole Damn Thing

Everybody says she is a wild card, a heart ache The kinda girl you never know where she's gonna land Oh, now she's going out and making friends It never stops, it never ends The kinda girl to slow it down Or drag you out on the dance floor to dance around Hmm, she's a cold beer, a football, a red dress that just falls Oh, she's Oh, she's a bit of rain, and a lot of fire A good laugh, and a bad liar Oh, she's Oh, she's the whole damn thing She's the whole damn thing She's the kinda girl who makes a man do anything Like fall in love, and get ya thinkin' 'bout the next step Then you're wakin' up, it's burnt toast, a soft touch That just knows how to bring you back from a bad day And she's the kinda girl who ain't ever gonna wait No, she ain't ever gonna wait 'Cause she's a cold beer, a football, a red dress that just falls Oh, she's Oh, she's a bit of rain, and a lot of fire A good laugh, and a bad liar Oh, she's Oh, she's the whole damn thing She's the whole damn thing Yeah, she is She's up and down, and back and forth Across the street, a way downtown She's the whole damn thing And all the things I've never known I finally got, and I won't let go 'Cause she's a cold beer, a football, a red dress that just falls Oh, she's Oh, she's a bit of rain, and a lot of fire A good laugh, and a bad liar Oh, she's Oh, she's Oh, she's She's the whole damn thing She's the whole damn thing