Maddie & Tae - Girl In A Country Song

Well I wish I had some shoes on my two bare feet 

And it's gettin' 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' [*whistle*]

 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" 

Yeah it's drivin' me red-red-red-red-red-red-red neck crazy 

 [Chorus:] 

Bein' the girl in a country song 

How in the world did it go so wrong? 

Like all we're good for 

 Is looking good for you and your friends on the weekend 

Nothing more 

 We used to get a little respect 

Now we're lucky if we even get 

To climb up in your truck, 

keep my mouth shut and ride along 

And be the girl in a country song 

 Well shakin' my moneymaker ain’t ever 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 (Hah!) 

These days it ain't easy being that 

 [Chorus:] 

Girl in a country song 

How in the world did it go so wrong? 

Like all we're good for 

Is looking good for you and your friends on the weekend 

Nothing more  

We used to get a little respect 

Now we're lucky if we even get 

To climb up in your truck, 

keep my mouth shut and ride along 

And be the girl in a country song (Yeah, yeah baby) 

 Aww no, Conway and George Strait 

 Never did it this way 

Back in the old days 

Aww y'all, we ain't a cliché 

 That ain't no way 

 To treat a lady 

 [Chorus:] 

Like a girl in a country song 

How in the world did it go so wrong? 

Like all we're good for 

 Is looking good for you and your friends on the weekend 

Nothing more 

 We used to get a little respect 

Now we're lucky if we even get 

To climb up in your truck, keep my mouth shut and ride along 

Down some old dirt road we don't even wanna be on 

And be the girl in a country song ("Yeah baby, 

I ain't your tan legged Juliet. 

Can I put on some real clothes now?") 

 Aww, no

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