Well I wish I had some shoes on my two bare feet And it's getting kinda cold in these painted-on cut off jeans I hate the way this bikini top chafes, do I really have to wear it all day? (Yeah baby) I hear you over there on your tailgate whistling {*whistle*} Saying "Hey girl" but you know I ain't listening Cause I got a name and to you it ain't pretty little thing, hi, or baby Yeah, it's driving me red, red, red, red, red, red, redneck crazy
Bein' the girl in a country song How in the world did it go so wrong? Like all we're good for is looking good for you And your friends on the weekend, nothing more We used to get a little respect, now we're lucky if we even get To climb up in your truck, keep our mouths shut and ride along And be the girl in a country song
Well shakin' my moneymaker ain't never made me a dime And there ain't no sugar for you in this shaker of mine Tell me one more time you gotta get you some of that Sure, I'll slide on over but you're gonna get slapped These days it ain't easy being mad
Girl in a country song How in the world did it go so wrong? Like all we're good for is looking good for you And your friends on the weekend, nothing more We used to get a little respect, now we're lucky if we even get To climb up in your truck, keep our mouths shut and ride along And be the girl in a country song
Aw naw, Conway and George Strait never did it this way, back in the old days All y'all we ain't a cliche, that ain't no way to treat a lady
Like a girl in a country song How in the world did it go so wrong? Like all we're good for is looking good for you And your friends on the weekend, nothing more We used to get a little respect, now we're lucky if we even get To climb up in your truck, keep our mouths shut and ride along Down some old dirt road we don't even wanna be on And be the girl in a country song (Yeah baby) (I ain't your tanned-legged Juliet) (Can I put on some real clothes now?) (Aw naw) (Ha ha ha)