Let's go (Yeah) [Chorus: Elijah Scott] She's a dust-kickin', beer-drinkin', unforgiven Go-getter, but she cold as Mississippi River She don't play when she dance, won't sweat She's just my kind of woman She like cigarettes in the back of a truck bed Heaven knows she's anything but alright (Get on) A dirt road is the only place she go When she lookin' for a good ol' time That's my kind of woman, yeah That's my kind of woman Man, I like 'em bad, I like 'em petite Real southern gal with a little physique Walked in the bar and I bought her a drink Like, baby, "Come over and holler at me" Couple drinks in and we buzzin' Tryna go get into somethin', girl, is you comin'
Instead of putting up a snowman, you rose to the occasion and scored par with your silky smooth swing
Virago: When I get back, I hope youre gone, because Im sick of looking at you
Wondering if a relay might be involved