Country Music

You got it all, boy Everything I want, boy Got that style, perfect smile Everything I'd fall for Everything except that There's a little red flag Yeah, there's only one thing That you're missing Not tryna blame you 'cause it's not your fault Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna Think about trying to change up the dial 'Cause I woulda liked you if you liked country music Ooh, country music If you wanna be my boy Then you gotta at least try, boy Sam and Johnny, Luke and Dolly Get you right, boy Mighta not grown up on Singin' all of those songs But if you like me, that's not beyond fixing Not trying to blame you, 'cause it's not your fault Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna Think about trying to change up the dial 'Cause I woulda liked you if you liked country music If you did, you'd roll them windows down and cruise You'd leave a little bit of dirt up on them boots You'd drop that tailgate when we park under the moon You'd be that boy I couldn't lose if you liked country music (hey) Ooh, country music (hey) Not trying to blame you, 'cause it's not your fault Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna Think about trying to change up the dial 'Cause I woulda liked you (One, two, three, four) Not trying to blame you, 'cause it's not your fault Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna Think about trying to change up the dial 'Cause I woulda liked you if you liked country music If you did, you'd roll them windows down and cruise You'd leave a little bit of dirt up on them boots You'd drop that tailgate when we park under the moon You'd be that boy I couldn't lose if you liked country music