Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans?

Tight on the top with a belly button ring

A little tatoo somewhere in between

She only shows to me



Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight

So damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right

And when bar tender says for the lady

what's it gonna be?

I tell him man...



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She ain't into wine and roses

Beer just makes her turn up her nose

And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne

No Cuervo Gold Margaritas

Just ain't enough good burn in taquilla

She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain

She's my little whiskey Girl

My Ragged-on-the-edges girl

Ah, but I like 'em rough



Baby got a '69 mustang

four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring

I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go

Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care



Blue bandana tied all up in her hair

Just sittin' there singin' every song on the radieo



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Whoa she's my little whiskey girl

my raggid-on-the-edges girl

Ah, but I like 'em rough

Yeah, I like 'em rough

I like 'em rough