Maddie - Girl In A Country Song lyrics

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[Intro:]

No country music was harmed in the making of this song,

This is only a test!

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

Saying, “hey girl," but you know I ain't listening!

Cause I got a name, and to you it ain't pretty little thing

Hey oh, baby,

Yeah, it's driving me red-red-red-red-red-red-red neck crazy!

Chorus:

Being 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 my mouth shut and ride along

And be the girl in a country song!

Well shaking my money maker ain’t ever 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 (Hah!)

These days it ain't easy being that!

Chorus:

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 my mouth shut and ride along

And be the girl in a country song!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby!

Oh no, Conway and George Strait

Never did it this way back in the old days

Oh y'all, we ain't a cliché

That ain't no way to treat a lady!

Chorus:

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 my mouth shut and ride along

And be the girl in a country song!

Yeah baby!

[Outro:]

I ain't your tan legged Juliet.

Can I put on some real clothes now?

Oh no!