Letras
You ain't no walking red flag
You're just a piece of white trash
Go shave that half grown mustache
While you're at it kiss my
Ask me just how
I really tend to pick em out
I love the ones who couldn't care less
Really turns me on when they don't give a
Shoot me in the face
If I ever look another man's way
I'm so done
Oh but look at that one
Momma the boys are just so pretty
My girlfriends tell me he aint good for me
Unfortunately that's my type
I love a guy who thinks wrong is right
Do anything for a truck with some starlight
Don't smoke but the Marlboro reds hit his lips right
Call me darlin and I'll call it a night
Unfortunately that's my type
Go drive that lifted up truck
The one your daddy paid up
Then brag about all the times
You'd use the bench seat to
Fall in love
With some blue eyed blonde
In the church parking lot
Then turn around and call her a
Slut.
Somehow you're all the same
No I'll never look another man's way
I'm so done
Oh but look at that one
Momma the boys are just so pretty
My girlfriends tell me he aint good for me
Unfortunately that's my type
I love a guy who thinks wrong is right
Do anything for a truck with some starlight
Don't smoke but the marlboro reds hit his lips right
Call me darlin and I'll call it a night
Unfortunately that's my type
Don't look now
But some boots and a pretty smile
Just walked through the dive bar door
Guess I found our plans for tonight
Oh my lord
I'll never learn
But what else is a girl to do
I want a cowboy
And he looks something like you
Momma the boys are just so pretty
My girlfriends tell me he aint good for me