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Oh there's about a hundred reasons I should have run At the time, I couldn't seem to think of one Even her momma called me crazy for coming around But head first I dove in Found myself deep in the shallow end But man she was the baddest thing around this town I just couldn't see past The ponytail stickng out of the back of her hat Jeans tight enough to turn a preacher man bad Skin soft golden brown tan lines can't be found Somebody hold me back It was a tattoo butterfly she don't even try to hide Can't explain the way she makes me feel inside You know I'd probably give in if she asked me to take her back 'Cause they don't make 'em any better than that Looking back it's easy to see Those green eyes were just playing me Seems like someone's always gotta lose in love She had me blinded, under her spell Dragging me down into her living Hell You woulda thought I'd call it quits after getting burned enough But if you want to know what kept me hanging around so long The ponytail stickng out of the back of her hat Jeans tight enough to turn a preacher man bad Skin soft golden brown tan lines can't be found Somebody hold me back It was a tattoo butterfly she don't even try to hide Can't explain the way she makes me feel inside You know I'd probably give in if she asked me to take her back I gave in and played her games One look from her Any other man would do the same It was the ponytail stickng out of the back of her hat Jeans tight enough to turn a preacher man bad Skin soft golden brown tan lines can't be found Somebody hold me back It was a tattoo butterfly she don't even try to hide Can't explain the way she makes me feel inside You know I'd probably give in if she asked me to take her back 'Cause they don't make 'em any better than that They don't make 'em any better than that
Writer(s): Trent Jeffcoat, Logan Mize Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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