Shirley Temple

She don't cause a scene

She don't cry in bars

She won't touch nicotine

Won't take it too far

She's salt of the earth

And she kinda talks

Just like your mama

And that's the cherry on top

She's grenadine

She's everything

I'll never be, not even a little

Shirley Temple, sweet and simple

And you're drinkin' it up

I'm a pistol, accidentally

Sayin' too much

'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you

Keep wishin' it was love

While you're sippin' Shirley Temples

And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz

I'll shoot you straight

I'll call you out

But you'll acquire a taste

After a round

Or two or ten

We could leave in a hurry

But don't you worry, she'll get over it

Shirley Temple, sweet and simple

And you're drinkin' it up

I'm a pistol, accidentally

Sayin' too much

'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you

Keep wishin' it was love

While you're sippin' Shirley Temples

And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz

Oh, you can't catch a buzz

She's grenadine

She's everything

I'll never be, not even a little

Shirley Temple, sweet and simple

But it's never enough

I'm a pistol, accidentally

Sayin' too much

'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you

Keep wishin' it was love

While you're sippin' Shirley Temples

And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz

Oh, you can't catch a buzz