| I had a buddy come down 'round last July
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| Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line
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| Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time
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| I said man come on I got a place in mind
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| We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line
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| Walked in and man his eyes got wide and when his jaw hit the floor all I could
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| do was smile
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| He said man, we got some pretty women up North but I aint never seen nothin'
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| like this
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| I said man these here ain’t ordinary women
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| We call these grits
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| She’s a product of being raised in the country
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| She knows her roots and works hard for her money
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| Southern draw and dark tan legs
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| Ain’t nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
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| Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
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| Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
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| With the girls tonight man they’re out on the town
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| Grits man, a girl raised in the South
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| We sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks
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| Breakin' his neck just scopin' the scene
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| It wasn’t long before he had my attention pointed towards the door
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| He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots
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| Short skirt and her t-shirt didn’t have her much use
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| But she walked right to the juke box and fired it up
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| She had every head turnin boys' eyes was burnin'
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| As she made her way out to the floor
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| Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain’t nothin but a
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| Oh my God she just broke it down low
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| Product of bein' raised in the country
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| She knows her roots and works hard for her money
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| Southern draw with dark tan legs
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| Ain’t nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
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| Now she loves her mom and daddy and the lord to death
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| Good at actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
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| With the girls tonight man they’re out on the town
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| Grits man, a girl raised in the South
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| She’s a product of bein' raised in the country
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| She knows her roots and works hard for her money
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| Southern draw with dark tan legs
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| Ain’t nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
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| Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
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| Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
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| And her girls tonight man they’re out on the town
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| Grits man a girl raised in the south
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| Yeah |