Hey there honey, in your cut up jeans. Whatcha drinkin' I was thinkin' you could save a sip for me. I've been lookin' cross the party all night long. At you movin' your hips with your pretty lips singin' along to a country song.
Cut-off jeans an' cowboy boots. Long blonde hair an' dark brown roots. Lord, pinch me. That's how they do it in Dixie. . Electric slidin' on a sawdust floor.
It was July and we were 17. Nothin' goin' on at the Dairy Queen. So we drove to the river and he gave me his ring. And I melted in his arms like my ice cream.