A D A She had disco sucks on the front of her T-shirt E A long-neck bud in her hand
By the way she was moving I knew she wasn't fooling A She was in need of a man
So I walked on over to her A7 D And asked her if she cared to dance E And then she juggled up a beer and whispered sweetly in my ear A Come on if you're ready to take a chance D F G A Ah them red-neck women they'll cut you down to size D F G A Yeah them red-neck women they got that four wheel drive
We held each other close and danced to the slow ones Partied on into the night The smoke was getting thicker and my pulse was beating quicker So I asked her if she cared to take a ride And I kept looking in her eyes Hoping she would give me a sign But she said honey I don't mean to push But let's quit beating around the bush Is it gonna be your place or mine? Ah them red-neck women they love to get it on Yeah them red-neck women they party all night long Yes them red-neck women they'll cut you down to size Yeah them red-neck women they got that four wheel drive.