She turns every head coming down the sidewalk In that red sundress that she just bought Causing a traffic jam on a green light A string of pearls showing off her suntan And all those curls dancing 'round her Ray Bans If you think that's something to see You ought to see her when she's on that front porch In those cut-off jeans And that Texas Longhorn t-shirt, hair drying in the breeze Humming along to some old Haggard song You ought to see her when she's on Down at the office in those high heels Looking like a million, closing big deals She'll remind the boys eyes are way up here Yeah that'll make you smile ear to ear You ought to see her when she's on that leather couch Reading that fairy tale To a sleepy eyed little girl in pajamas and ponytails Saying one day your prince charming will come along You ought to see her when she's on Oh you ought to see her when she's on that front porch In those old cut-off jeans And that Texas Longhorn t-shirt is smiling back at me When you see her dressed to kill and it drops your jaw You ought to see her when she's on that leather couch Reading that fairy tale that's when she's on That's when she's on that front porch In those old cut-off jeans, that's when she's on Oh when she's on That's when she's on