| She’s perfect for a cotton dress
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| Pretty when her hair’s a mess
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| A little wine and she gets a little loud
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| Once or twice she’s bleached my jeans
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| She’s been known to burn the beans
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| But in my heart there’s never been a doubt
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| She’s right as rain on a thirsty cornfield
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| Right on the money 'bout the way that I feel
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| A cool breath of fresh air
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| When life tries to burn me down
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| She’s right behind me when I doubt myself
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| With a little push and a hand to help
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| A Quiet comfort on a troubled night
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| Right beside me, yeah, she’s always right
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| Well she’s the first to speak her mind
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| Never been the quittin' kind
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| She likes chocolate about as much as she likes me She likes talking on the phone
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| Calls the mall her second home
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| I love that girl
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| Yeah, she’s just right for me She’s right as rain on a thirsty cornfield |