| She’s a pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
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| Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
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| She’d close on an old pine down by the riverbank
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| Buzz from a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
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| A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
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| Fire poppin', body rockin', droppin' under the moonlight.
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| My baby’s all hands in the air and don’t have a care
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| When her song’s on the radio
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| A little crazy with a blue jean tear
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| Gets a RayBan’s stare just about everywhere we go.
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| She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
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| Jesus and gypsy soul
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| Yeah, that’s how she rocks, that’s how she rolls.
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| She’s a backwards hat, hey boys what’s up
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| Strawberry lipstick from a Dixie cup
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| A quick silver tan line, riding shot gun in my truck
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| A charm with a peace sign around her neck for a little luck
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| My baby’s all hands in the air and don’t have a care
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| When her song’s on the radio
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| A little crazy with a blue jean tear
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| Gets a RayBan’s stare just about everywhere we go.
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| She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
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| Jesus and gypsy soul
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| Yeah, that’s how she rocks, that’s how she rolls.
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| That’s how she rolls.
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| My baby’s all hands in the air and don’t have a care
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| When her song’s on the radio
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| A little crazy with a blue jean tear
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| Man a RayBan’s stare just about everywhere we go.
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| My baby’s all hands in the air and don’t have a care
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| When her song’s on the radio
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| A little crazy with a blue jean tear
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| Gets a RayBan’s stare just about everywhere we go.
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| She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
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| Jesus and gypsy soul
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| Yeah, that’s how she rocks, and that’s how she rolls.
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| Yeah, that’s how she rolls.
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| That’s how she rolls. |