Brooks & Dunn
Brooks & Dunn - She Likes To Get Out Of Town songtekst
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Looking at her phone desk, tapping her feet The kind of girl your mama likes to meet A sunday school dress, buttoned up tight When the weekend comes she's like a red taillight She likes to get out of town Yeah, she likes to get out of town She's got a little red ragtop she just bought Just forty-five minutes from her two days off She's watching the clock just counting it down That girl likes to get out of town She's got a little glove box with everything she needs Got some red lipstick and some Mardi Grass beads Got some party girlfriends like to keep it unwound That girl likes to get out of town She likes to get out of town Yeah, she likes to get out of town They've got a motel room with a single bed Just a-singing down the road going out of their heads Gonna turn it on up Time to party on down That girl likes to get out of town Yeah, yeah, my, my Big funs close as the city limit sign Yeah, yeah, do tell Daddys little angel gonna raise a little Well, well, well, well She's got a second cousin that keeps her on the phone Got an ex-boyfriend that won't leave her alone Oh, but it won't hurt what they don't know What goes on the road Stays on the road She likes to get out of town Yeah, she likes to get out of town She was born to shake it and it's not her fault But the competition just loves to talk She's so tired of them putting her down That girl likes to get out of town She likes to get out of town Yeah, she likes to get out of town It's time to crank it on up Time to party on down That girl likes to, that girl likes to get out of town Gonna crank it, gonna crank it