| She likes whiskey with her water
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| She starts dancing when the stars come out
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| She ain’t your typical preacher’s daughter
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| She’ll leave you dreamin', yeah there ain’t no doubt
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
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| Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| A little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| Saturday night she’s rockin' out by the bonfire
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| Flirting from that tail gate and crankin' up the dial
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| Come Sunday mornin' she’ll be singing with the choir
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| Drivin' me crazy with that kiss me smile
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| There’s a little bit of devil in those angel eyes
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| She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
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| Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| And I can’t stop wonderin' what it would feel like, to hold her all night
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| She’s got that something, that sexy innocence, she must be heaven sent
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
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| Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| There’s a little bit of devil in those angel eyes
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| She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
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| Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
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| There’s a little bit of devil in her
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| In those angel, in those angel eyes |