| Well, the sun’s up, it’s 6:30
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| Fell asleep with the TV on again
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| Take five, check out the weather
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| It’s Monday morning for the single mom
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| And a, works hard till 5:30
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| And once a week she gettin' down and dirty
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| Backstage without a pass
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| «This Bud’s For You» is tattooed on her ass
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| But she’s nobody’s fool, yeah
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| She’s broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
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| Outta touch in a modern world
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| Oh, but she’s my kinda girl
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, she just a-bit roughed out, tough but classy
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| All dressed up, she looks so s-s-s-sassy
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| Hey bartender, come down here
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| Watch her blow the head off a tall, blonde beer
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| But she’s nobody’s fool
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| She’s broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
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| Outta touch in a modern world
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| Oh, but she’s my kinda girl
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| Yes she’s my kind
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| My kind
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| My kinda girl
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| My kinda girl
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| In a modern world
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| Outspoken in the bedroom
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| Ain’t afraid to tell you what she needs
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| And I’m happy, wooh, if she’s happy
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| Lord, I’m always up for them dirty deeds
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| But she’s nobody’s fool
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| She’s broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
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| Outta touch in a modern world
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| Oh, but she’s my kinda girl
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| My kinda girl
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| She’s my kinda girl
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| Yes, she’s my kind
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| My kind
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| My kind
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| Girl, yeah |