Brooks & Dunn - She Likes To Get Out Of Town lyrics

Looking at her phone desk, tapping her feet

The kind of girl your mama likes to meet

A sunday school dress, buttoned up tight

When the weekend comes she's like a red taillight

She likes to get out of town

Yeah, she likes to get out of town

She's got a little red ragtop she just bought

Just forty-five minutes from her two days off

She's watching the clock just counting it down

That girl likes to get out of town

She's got a little glove box with everything she needs

Got some red lipstick and some Mardi Grass beads

Got some party girlfriends like to keep it unwound

That girl likes to get out of town

She likes to get out of town

Yeah, she likes to get out of town

They've got a motel room with a single bed

Just a-singing down the road going out of their heads

Gonna turn it on up

Time to party on down

That girl likes to get out of town

Yeah, yeah, my, my

Big funs close as the city limit sign

Yeah, yeah, do tell

Daddys little angel gonna raise a little

Well, well, well, well

She's got a second cousin that keeps her on the phone

Got an ex-boyfriend that won't leave her alone

Oh, but it won't hurt what they don't know

What goes on the road

Stays on the road

She likes to get out of town

Yeah, she likes to get out of town

She was born to shake it and it's not her fault

But the competition just loves to talk

She's so tired of them putting her down

That girl likes to get out of town

She likes to get out of town

Yeah, she likes to get out of town

It's time to crank it on up

Time to party on down

That girl likes to, that girl likes to get out of town

Gonna crank it, gonna crank it