Mine, all mine, all mine Shes my radio turned up to 11 Shes my country song that I just gotta sing along to So fine, so fine, like the finest wine Shes my blue-eyed dream, my summer queen I cant believe shes mine, all mine Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh I'm a

I'm just a backwoods Barbie, too much makeup, too much hair. Don't be fooled by thinkin' that the goods are not all there. I grew up poor and ragged, just a simple country girl. I wanted to be pretty more than anything in the world, Like Barbie or the

That's how easy love can be Simple melody, simple melody, sing a simple melody Sing a simple melody, that's how easy love can be ABC is easy it's like counting up to three Come on now! 123, baby, ooh ooh ABC, baby, nah nah Do re mi, baby, ow Sit down

Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down White picket fence house on this dirt Its that elm shade Red roads clay you grew up on You circled up on Drift a cloud back Behind county roads The mud on her jeans that she peeled off

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I've got on Amarillo's where I'll be When that sun is high in that Texas sky I'll be buckin' at the county fair Amarillo, I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston

Young and bad All my bitches young and bad (young and bad) P-P-Pull up in that Wraith, and make these bitches pledge allegiance Flood my neck with so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer Count up them racks (count up them racks) Run up a sack

Ooh, that's a lot, lot Yeah, look at them bands, that's a lot, lot Like, ooh, we don't stop, stop Yeah, count it up, that's a lot, lot Like, hey, that's a lot Yeah, cashing checks out the box like Yeah, count it up, that's a lot, lot, lot Said ooh,

God and guns Was founded on Keep us strong That's what this country, lord Well we might as well give up and run, If we let 'm take our God and guns! Don't let 'em take Last night I heard this politician

I can’t resist it, I’m addicted Even Superman would lose his fire That’s a country boy’s kryptonite Yea, all it is, it’s my weakness It’s a country boy’s kryptonite It’s all the country boy’s kryptonite A couple Pocahontas legs peakin’ out a swimmin’

Count up that money we sexing in Never knew I'd do you so right Never knew it was worth the sacrifice Never felt this feeling so fast But fucking around with me is dangerous The lines are blurry now, this isn't lust But you like it (but you like it) And