Honky-tonk Dancing Machine Lyrics - Tracy Byrd

I could tell she was a hot rod 

When she walked in all alone 

Made a pit stop at the front bar 

In a puff of smoke was gone 

I followed her smell of perfume 

'Cause she was too far out of sight 

Tried to catch up but the girl was running 

One hell of a race tonight 

She's a real low maintenance 

Country music beat driven 

Honky-tonk dancing machine 

All it takes to keep her tuned up 

Is boots and Wrangler jeans 

She scoots about fifty times around the floor 

On one shot of Jim Beam 

She's a real low maintenance 

Country music beat driven 

Honky-tonk dancing machine 

There's a guy on every corner 

Watchin' her make the bend 

Hopin' he'll be the next one 

To take her for a spin 

She's not the kind that can be hot wired 

With money or romance 

Got a body build for pleasure 

But all she wants to do is dance 

And she's a real low maintenance 

Country music beat driven 

Honky-tonk dancing machine 

All it takes to keep her tuned up 

Is boots and Wrangler jeans 

She scoots about fifty times around the floor 

On one shot of Jim Beam 

She's a real low maintenance 

Country music beat driven 

Honky-tonk dancing machine 

She scoots about fifty times around the floor 

On one shot of Jim Beam 

She's a real low maintenance 

Country music beat driven 

Honky-tonk dancing machine 

She's a real low maintenance 

Country music beat driven 

Honky-tonk dancing machine