| Son put your tongue back in your mouth
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| She’s an Outlaw Woman raised up in the South
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| Loves to let it all hang out
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| Been done wrong one too many times
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| Ain’t gonna fall for a Fuck Boy pickup line
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| But I can tell she loves to dance
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| She’s hell on heels
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| Gotta soul that can’t be tamed
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| Daddy tried to raise her right
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| But it’s his blood that’s in her veins
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| She’s a bad girl gotta heart of gold
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| Grew up on Jim Beam and some rock &roll
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| Ain’t ever seen nothing she can’t fix
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| With some Down Home Lovin' they call that G.R.I.T.S
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| She’s a daddy’s girl momma’s child
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| Mix it up like Girls Gone Wild
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| I’m telling ya son have some fun then let her go
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| She’s a bad girl
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| It ain’t her fault she looks so fine
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| Looking that good outta be a crime
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| Painted on them tight Blue Jeans
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| What you see is what you get
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| She’s a heart breaker son and she ain’t done yet
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| Bring a Grown Man to his knees
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| She’s on the crazy train
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| Breakin' all the rules
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| She’s got fire in her eyes
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| She’s got nothing left to lose
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| She’s a bad girl gotta heart of gold
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| Grew up on Jim Beam and some rock &roll
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| Ain’t ever seen nothing she can’t fix
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| With some Down Home Lovin' they call that G.R.I.T.S
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| She’s a daddy’s girl momma’s child
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| Mix it up like Girls Gone Wild
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| I’m telling ya son have some fun then let her go
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| She’s a bad girl
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| If you play your cards right she’ll give you what you need
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| Son have some fun but don’t fall in love
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| Just set her free
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| She’s a bad girl gotta heart of gold
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| Grew up on Jim Beam and some rock &roll
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| Ain’t ever seen nothing she can’t fix
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| With some Down Home Lovin' they call that G.R.I.T.S
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| She’s a daddy’s girl momma’s child
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| Mix it up like Girls Gone Wild
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| I’m telling ya son have some fun then let her go
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| She’s a bad girl
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| Talking 'bout a bad girl
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| She’s a bad girl
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| She’s a bad girl |