Lauren alaina
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One of those boys
I gotta little picture painted in my mind
Of that special, not so perfect guy
My heart wants me to find
He aint too pretty, he aint too sweet
A little rough around the edges
Cute and country just like me
One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin
Mama lovin, fishin pole carryin
Swears a John Deere revvin up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, four wheel drivin
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin church goin kinda boys
He aint gotta have money or a brand new truck
But he better shake my daddys hand
When he comes to pick me up
Gotta be a little reckless, a whole lotta fun
And hes gotta know my midnight curfew
Dont mean twelve o one
One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin
Mama lovin, fishin pole carryin
Swears a John Deere revvin up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, four wheel drivin
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin church goin kinda boys
One of those corn-fed, bonfires
Goin down a hill in a tractor tire
Cow tippin, rope swingin
Backwoods, front porch singin boys
Yeah
One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin
Mama lovin, fishin pole carryin
Swears a John Deere revvin up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, four wheel drivin
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin church goin kinda boys
Sunday mornin church goin kinda boys
Sunday mornin church goin kinda boys
Yeah
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