Make 'Em Like You

Mmmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmm... You got the style and the class And your foot on the gas of the 57 Chevy That I saw your granddaddy On a Sunday mornin' In a black and white picture Baptised by the river Wishin' he was here 'cause They don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you You're so smalltown pretty It's a doggone pity What's all them other boys gonna do Because you're one of a kind Make you stop on a dime Yeah, you're sassy You're classy You're cool No, they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you I'm talkin' cigarettes and cash Comin' out of the dash Watch 'em stare when they pass Hear them necks brakin' You know I can't blame 'em With the top down singin' You got everybody thinkin' She's a ring of fire ringin' 'cause They don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you You're so smalltown pretty It's a doggone pity What's all them other boys gonna do Because you're one of a kind Make you stop on a dime Yeah, you're sassy You're classy You're cool No, they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you Mm mm mm... Mm mm mm... Front porch swingin' Homemade ice cream and Got the preacher man preachin' The whole church town singin' 'cause They don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you You're so smalltown pretty It's a doggone pity What's all them other boys gonna do Because you're one of a kind Make you stop on a dime Yeah, you're sassy You're classy You're cool No, they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you Mm mm mm... Mm mm mm... Mm mm mm... Mm mm mm... Mm mm mm... Mm mm mm...