Southern Belle

Zach Hood

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    She's sweeter than a glass of some sweet tea
    She's soft just like the summer rain (she's soft just like the summer rain)
    Her momma likes the way that I talk to her
    Her daddy doesn't feel the same (no, her daddy doesn't feel the same)

    Oh, my pretty baby, how she fits in those jeans
    Got a hand out the window and the other on me

    She's got those tan lines on her
    She looks so good that it hurts
    She's got me starin', 'cause she's wearin'
    My old button-up shirt
    She's got her boots in the dirt
    She's got a twang to her words
    She calls me honey, says she loves me
    She got me dancin' underneath the stars
    She got me wakin' up with her in my arms
    She's like a bullet goin' straight to my heart
    If you can't tell, I've got a thing for a southern belle

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    Her face was made to be on a movie screen (ah)
    We're livin' in a black-and-white (livin' in a black-and-white)
    She's leavin' her red lipstick all over me (oh, woah)
    She tastes so good like cherry wine (she tastes so good like cherry wine)

    Oh, my pretty baby, how she fits in those jeans
    Got a hand out the window and the other on me

    She's got those tan lines on her
    She looks so good that it hurts
    She's got me starin', 'cause she's wearin'
    My old button-up shirt
    She's got her boots in the dirt
    She's got a twang to her words
    She calls me honey, says she loves me
    She got me dancin' underneath the stars
    She got me wakin' up with her in my arms
    She's like a bullet goin' straight to my heart
    If you can't tell, I've got a thing for a southern belle

    She's got those tan lines on her
    She looks so good that it hurts
    She's got me starin', 'cause she's wearin'
    My old button-up shirt
    She's got her boots in the dirt
    She's got a twang to her words
    She calls me honey, says she loves me
    She got me dancin' underneath the stars
    She got me wakin' up with her in my arms
    She's like a bullet goin' straight to my heart
    If you can't tell, I've got a thing for a southern belle

    If you can't tell, if you can't tell
    I've got a thing for a southern, got a thing for a southern
    If you can't tell, if you can't tell
    I've got a thing for a southern, got a thing for a southern belle

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