It don't matter if you're black or white But, if you're thinkin' about my baby Yea, yea, yea now I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy is that girl with you Yes we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight

Tell me, tell me yeah. Sad,sad story, about all the things I've heard. Now baby, there's something on my mind. You said I was your true love. But I hear you're foolin' 'round. I gotta know girl what's going down. Oh, tell me, wher do we go from here and.

It don't matter if you're black or white But, if you're thinkin' about my baby Yea, yea, yea now I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy is that girl with you Yes we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight

Cause tonight will be alright Little darling Where you've been so long I've been out here thinking about ya And the feeling's real strong Well the time has come to celebrate You and me girl so sounds great Little darling, come on

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it? 'Bout it, 'bout it Your body, your body is pure gold Is you 'bout it, 'bout it The way you prove you're 'bout it girl Stop telling those lies about me girl I might just call you back one day Swear to God, might fuck with this

And I thought I loved you then Now you're my whole world And now you're my whole life I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl Like a river meets the sea, Stronger than it's ever been. We've come so far since that day I remember, trying not to

I'm wrapped around I've been wrapped around her finger Since the first time we went out Every day, and every night she's all I think about I need that girl beside me When the lights go out I think it's time to put a ring on the finger Every day I clock

I don't care about nobody but you Girl you so special, I might be disrespectful Girl you so special, we so disrespectful Girl you can call my phone and four in the morning Girl you can come with me to her favorite diner Boy you can ride shotgun every

Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Good to you She's about to earn some bragging rights I'm 'bout to

Hillbilly deluxe Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick up trucks Big timing in a small town Stirrin' it up right about sundown Black denim and chrome to the bone With a little homegrown Country girl cuddled up Well, up in the backwoods, down in the holler Old boy