歌词
Well I wish I had some shoes
On my two bare feet
And it's getting kinda cold
In these painted on cut-off jeans
I hate the way this bikini top chafes
Do I really have to wear it all day
Yeah baby
I hear you over there
On your tailgate whistlin'
Sayin' "Hey Girl"
But you know I ain't listenin'
'Cause I got a name
And to you
It ain't "pretty little thing"
"Honey" or "baby"
It's driving me
Red-red-red-red-red-red-redneck crazy
Being the girl in a country song
How in the world
Did it go so wrong
Like all I'm good
For is lookin' good for
You and your friends on the weekend
Nothin' more
We used to get a little respect
Now we're lucky if we even get
To climb up in your truck
Keep our mouths shut and ride along
And be the girl in a country song
Well shakin' my moneymaker
Ain't never made me a dime
And there ain't no sugar for you
In this shaker of mine
Tell me one more time
You gotta get you some of that
Sure I'll slide on over
But you're gonna get slapped
Ha these days
It ain't easy bein' that
Girl in a country song
How in the world
Did it go so wrong
Like all I'm good
For is lookin' good for
You and your friends on the weekend
Nothin' more
We used to get a little respect
Now we're lucky if we even get
To climb up in your truck
Keep our mouths shut
And ride along
And be the girl in a country song
Yep yep yeah baby
Aw naw
Conway and George Strait
Never did it this way
Back in the old days
All y'all we ain't a cliche
That ain't no way
To treat a lady
Like a girl in a country song
How in the world
Did it go so wrong
Like all I'm good
For is lookin' good for
You and your friends
On the weekend nothin' more
Whoo We used to get a little respect
Now we're lucky if we even get
To climb up in your truck
Keep our mouths shut
And ride along
Down some old dirt road
We don't even want to be on
And be the girl in a country song
I ain't your tan-legged Juliet
Can I put on some real clothes now
Aw naw