Tracy Lawrence
Tracy Lawrence - Sawdust On Her Halo lyrics
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All week long, she loves to stay at home and hold me She hangs her buckle in the closet Keeps her boots up on the shelf Heaven knows the good Lord sent me an angel, oh But every Saturday night, she wants to raise her own hell She likes kicking up a little sawdust on her halo Yeah, she'll whirl and twirl and twist and turn while the jukebox plays and moans Well, she paints on them tight blue jeans And brings out the devil in me She likes kicking up a little sawdust on her halo You can find her in the choir loft every Sunday Winking at me with two sore feet inside her high heel shoes Every Saturday night, she'll dance 'til closing time And she'll be there in the morning for Sunday School She likes kickin up a lil sawdust on her halo Yeah, she'll whirl and twirl and twist and turn while the jukebox plays and moans.. Well, she paints on them tight blue jeans And brings out the devil in me.. She likes kickin up a lil sawdust on her halo Aww..kick it up darlin'! She likes kicking up a little sawdust on her halo Yeah, she'll whirl and twirl and twist and turn while the jukebox plays and moans Well, she paints on them tight blue jeans And brings out the devil in me She likes kicking up a little sawdust on her halo She likes kicking up a little sawdust on her halo Yeah, she'll whirl and twirl and twist and turn while the jukebox plays and moans Well, she paints on them tight blue jeans And brings out the devil in me She likes kicking up a little sawdust on her halo Kicking up a little sawdust on her halo