What She Does to Me

Oh, my-my, yeah, I can barely breathe Oh, hell yeah, what that woman does to me A shot of shine lit a fire inside of me Oh, hell yeah, what the hell she done to me? I've lost all control, she's got it going on I love the way she's dancing to that Dwight Yoakam song Her cowboy boots, her long blonde hair That rebel tattoo makes me wanna stop and stare Hold-up, shine in the cup Whiskey bent, keep lining 'em up Fireball, shots on the bar (yeah, yeah) Jukebox banging out, steel guitar (come on) Chess piece, born to be a rebel No high heels when you dance with the devil Dive bar, beauty on the dance floor I'm barely breathing, but I'm begging for more (come on) Oh, my-my, yeah, I can barely breathe Oh, hell yeah, what that woman does to me A shot of shine lit a fire inside of me Oh, hell yeah, what the hell she done to me I've lost all control, she's got it going on I love the way she's dancing to that Gary Allan song Her cowboy boots, her long blonde hair Her skin tight jeans knocks me right about my chair Guitars, fucking Cadillacs Moves like a street glide, saddle backs Pistols (yeah) tattooed on her back Quick to pull the trigger on a bottle of Jack (come on, come on) I love it when she dances to that Merle Haggard song I love it when she drinks, 'cause she likes to pour 'em strong (come on, come on) Oh, my-my, yeah, I can barely breathe Oh, hell yeah, what that woman does to me A shot of shine lit a fire inside of me Oh, hell yeah, what the hell she done to me? Yeah, I grab my cup Walked on over and I said what's up She said, "I'm trouble, how you do?" (Yeah) I said, "I'm a rebel, just like you" Hm, drank some beers and then she whispered in my ear "Let's get the hell up outta here" I said, "Hell yeah" (yeah) Oh, my-my, yeah, I can barely breathe Oh, hell yeah, what that woman does to me A shot of shine lit a fire inside of me Oh, hell yeah, what the hell she done to me?