Southern girl in that summer cotton dress
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Those baby blue eyes and that honey blond hair
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Just in blowing in that old glow hollow greens.
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God, you're killing me.
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Southern girl, lives like strawberry wild
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With a body like a sunset in a western sky
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And a smile that would bring a million men to their knees.
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And you don't even know it, do you, baby?
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No, you don't even see it, but you drive me crazy.
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Everything about you rocks my world, southern girl.
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Sweet as honey sockle, good as momma's cooking
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On a Sunday afternoon, just look at you
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Looking hotter than a July day,
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You take my breath away,
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Southern girl,
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Honest like an angel, with a voice like a song
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I wanna hear all night long.
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And a heart just as faithful as the April rain.
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And you don't even know it, do you, baby?
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No, you don't even see it, but you drive me crazy.
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Everything about you rocks my world, southern girl.
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And you don't even know it, do you, baby?
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No, you don't even see it, but you drive me crazy.
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Everything about you rocks my world, southern girl.
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You're my whole wide world, Southern girl.
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Southern Girl
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Chris Cagle |