Lyrics Southern Belle - Renata

Southern Belle

There’s a pretty girl in southern Alabama, near the Georgia line
She puts me at ease like a soft Summer breeze and sweet Strawberry wine
From the way that she walks to the way that she talks
Yeah, she’s one of a kind
From the first time I saw her, yeah she blew my mind
I had to find a way to make the sweet little thing mine, oh mine
The way that she moved, the way that she grooved
I couldn’t waste any more time
My baby is a southern belle
A dixie queen, buddy you can tell
When she comes around in a crowded room
Heads start turnin' and she’s changin' the mood
I don’t understand what she’s doin'
'Cause she does it so well
My baby is a southern belle
Saturday night, she’s on the dance floor gettin' down
And she’s singin' in the choir when Sunday morning comes around
She’s a crazy little thing, makes my heart wanna sing
Hallelujah, up on high
My baby is a southern belle
A dixie queen, buddy you can tell
When she comes around in a crowded room
Heads start turnin' and she’s changin' the mood
I don’t understand what she’s doin'
'Cause she does it so well
My baby is a southern belle
My baby is a southern belle
A dixie queen, buddy you can tell
When she comes around in a crowded room
Heads start turnin' and she’s changin' the mood
I don’t understand what she’s doin'
'Cause she does it so well
My baby is a southern belle
Southern belle, yeah
Woo!