| Now I ain’t sayin' them LA ladies don’t know what they’re doin'
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| And I been in love with New York City a time or two
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| I had some Seattle coffee, some Chicago wind
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| Some Kansas wheat fields I’d love to see again
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| But the fireflies play where the cattails grow
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| And them southern girls, they talk nice and slow with
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| Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
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| Little bit crazy like New Orleans
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| Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
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| Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans
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| Don’t you know,
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| Ain’t nothing in the whole wide world
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| Like a southern girl
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| (Southern girl rock my world
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| Hazel eyes and golden curls
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| Put on a country song
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| We’ll dance all night long)
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| A southern girl’s mama probably taught her how a lady should act
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| But a southern girl’s probably got a barn somewhere reared out back
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| She’ll get a little hay in her hair, her tires in the mud
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| She’s been caught in the rain, and washed in the blood
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| Likes cherries in her coke, takes a little sip,
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| Comes over to me with them sunburned lips and them
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| Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
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| Little bit crazy like New Orleans
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| Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
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| Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans
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| Don’t you know,
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| Ain’t nothing in the whole wide world
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| Like a southern girl
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| (Southern girl rock my world
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| Hazel eyes and golden curls
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| Put on a country song
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| We’ll dance all night long)
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| If you’ve ever seen Savannah heat up when the stars come out
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| Well, then, fellas, come on, you know what I’m talkin' about
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| Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
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| Little bit crazy like New Orleans
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| Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
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| Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans
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| Don’t you know,
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| Ain’t nothing in the whole wide world
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| Like a southern girl
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| (Southern girl rock my world
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| Put on a country song
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| (Southern girl rock my world
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| Hazel eyes and golden curls
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| Put on a country song
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| We’ll dance all night long) |