She likes it when I call in sick to work
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Spend the whole day hanging with her
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I might get fired but that's alright
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I'm doin' what she likes
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She likes it when I bring home fresh fajitas
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And mix up a pitcher of margaritas
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Catch a kind of buzz that lasts all night
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Doin' what she likes
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She likes hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans
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Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
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Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
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I like doin' what she likes
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Like running my fingers through her long hair
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Lightin' watermelon candles upstairs
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Lettin' them burn and holdin' her all night
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I like doin' what she likes
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She likes it when I get past second gear
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Sees gravel flying in the rearview mirror
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Sometimes I'm pushing 95
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Doin' what she likes
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And she likes it when I find a road that's dark
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Can we pull up somewhere and park?
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Turn the radio on and turn off the lights
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Keep doin' what she likes
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She likes hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans
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Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
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Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
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I like doin' what she likes
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Like running my fingers through her long hair
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Lightin' watermelon candles upstairs
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Lettin' them burn and holdin' her all night
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I like doin' what she likes
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She likes it when I sing her old silly songs
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And throwin' words where they don't belong
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Sometimes we laugh 'til we almost cry
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Doin' what she likes
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Doin' what she likes
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She likes hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans
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Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
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Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
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I like doin' what she likes
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Like running my fingers through her long hair
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Lightin' watermelon candles upstairs
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Lettin' them burn and holdin' her all night
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I like doin' what she likes
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Yeah, I like doin' what she likes
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Hmm, yeah
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Doin' What She Likes
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Blake Shelton |