I'm a lucky girl Whose dreams came true Is it always what it seems? Everything I've always wanted But underneath it all I'm just like you I got everything I've always wanted

You got the only daddy that'll walk the line 'Cause ever since you were a little bitty teeny girl You said I was the only man in this whole world Now you better do some thinkin' then you'll find Everybody knows you've been steppin' on my toes And I'm

And all these things Now that I got your love girl I'll never ever give it up Ah wan' yuh listen up Because ah love it so much girl I'll always need your kiss and your touch De way you watch

I just gotta tell you, baby Tonight looks good on you Somethin' about that southern sky Sitting back behind that moon It goes perfect with your eyes Girl, tonight looks good on you It's something about the way you're smiling Making the stars fall right

But girl I'm so glad we're acquainted Baby you're no good To say that we're in love is dangerous I know I'd rather be complacent I got you touchin' on your body You got me puttin' time in, time in Nobody got me feeling this way You probably think I'm

Don't leave me this way Aaah baby, my heart is full of love and desire for you Now come on down and do what you gotta do (Now come on girl and do what you gotta do) You started this fire down in my soul Now can't you see it's burning out of control Come

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

My girl is superbad That's a fact, knock your train right off the track Ooh, she's a classy girl My girl is superbad, super-stacked Got no time for photographs, watch out! And everything she does, it's always by design She's a miracle, she got everybody

He ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet (Yeah) I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing

You're my London girl Just the sound of your voice This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance The way that you walk The way that you talk And I ain't got no choice And if you cut me, don't you think I feel Is this body made of clay,