Now I ain't sayin' them LA ladies don't know what they're doin'
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And I been in love with New York City a time or two
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I had some Seattle coffee, some Chicago wind
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Some Kansas sweet fields I'd love to see again
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But the fireflies play where the cattails grow
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And them southern girls, they talk nice and slow with
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Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
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Little bit crazy like New Orleans
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Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
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Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans
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Don't you know,
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Ain't nothing in the whole wide world
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Like a southern girl
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(Southern girl rock my world
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Hazel eyes and golden curls
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Put on a country song
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Gonna dance all night long)
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A southern girl's mama probably taught her how a lady should act
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But a southern girl's probably got a barn somewhere reared out back
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She'll get a little hay in her hair, her thighs in the mud
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She's been caught in the rain, and washed in the blood
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Likes jiggers in her coke, takes a little sip,
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Comes over to me with them sunburned lips and them
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Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
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Little bit crazy like New Orleans
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Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
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Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans
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Don't you know,
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Ain't nothing in the whole wide world
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Like a southern girl
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(Southern girl rock my world
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Hazel eyes and golden curls
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Put on a country song
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Gonna dance all night long)
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If you've ever seen savannah heat up when the stars come out
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Well then fellows come on, you know what I'm talkin' about
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Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
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Little bit crazy like New Orleans
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Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
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Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans
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Don't you know,
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Ain't nothing in the whole wide world
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Like a southern girl
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(Southern girl rock my world
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Hazel eyes and golden curls
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Put on a country song
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Gonna dance all night long)
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Southern Girl
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| Tim McGraw |
