She's the last girl

I thought I'd ever see here

There stands a preacher's daughter

Holdin' a beer

Tattoo of angel

On the small of her back

How cool is that?

She probably don't remember me

It's been a long, long time

About then she turned around

And kinda stared at me and smiled

She said, "I had the hots for you

In Sunday School class"

But tell me how cool is that?



How cool is a hot summer night

When the stars line up

And everything feels just right

How cool is knowing inside

That I'm the one she's looking at

With that look in her eyes.



About then I asked if

She was still seeing old what's-his-name

She said, "Has it really been that long

Ow, how things have changed"

She brushed her hair back and said,

"Lets not talk about the past"

How cool is that?



How cool is a hot summer night

When the stars line up

And everyting feels just right

How cool is knowing inside

That I'm the one she's looking at

With that look in her eyes.



How cool is knowing inside

That I'm the one she's looking at

With that look in her eyes.



She was the last girl

I thought I'd ever see here

There stands a preacher's daughter

Holding a beer.