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She Wants a Country Boy
Nu Breed
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She was walkin' down the street in some Daisy Dukes
When a boy pulled up in a Cadillac coupe
Big shiny rims and the paint, baby blue
He rolled down the window and said, "What it do?"
And about that time
Bobby pulled up in a four-wheel drive, jacked up, Chevy truck
He hopped out, tipped his hat, and said, "How's it doin'?"
Looked at homeboy, said, "Fella, keep it movin'"
Come on, girl, let me take you for a ride
Hop in my truck, if you want, you can drive
Don't be shy, drive it like you stole it
Take it down the back road and bust it wide open
I got a little place way out in the sticks
A few cold drinks, and a lot of rowdy friends
We can raise hell 'cause the party don't end
Wake up tomorrow, and do it all again
She don't wanna thug, she wants the country boy
She wants to go have fun and make a lot of noise
She wants to drive my truck and hang out with the boys
She don't wanna thug (no, sir)
She don't wanna write no letters (that's right)
To nobody stuck in jail (that's right)
She'd rather hang out with a boy from the south
Have a good time, and raise some hell
Now I'm not the one to tell you what to do
It seems like you're choosin' all the wrong dudes
It seems like you wind up cryin' the blues
So what you need to do is find somethin' new
Like a boy from the south that'll work his hands
Down to the bone, just to be your man
Just to make you feel special inside
He does what it takes, and he walks that line
Let me tell you what it's like to really keep it real
Not out in the street tryna make a drug deal
Laid up at home with your girl tryna chill
A few cold drinks, good food on the grill
She don't wanna spend all the money that she got
On some low life that keeps gettin' locked up
She'd rather hang out with them boys like us
Them boys from the south that drive around big trucks
She don't want a thug, she wants a country boy
She wants to go have fun and make a lot of noise
She wants to drive my truck and hang out with the boys
She don't want a thug (no, sir)
She don't wanna write no letters (that's right)
To nobody stuck in jail (that's right)
She'd rather hang out with a boy from the south
Have a good time, and raise some hands
She's ridin' on them back roads, her music turned up loud (yeah)
Got a country boy on the side of her, you know her daddy's proud (yeah)
When all of a sudden, her ex pulls up, and he says he just got out
Uh-huh, okay, what's up? Shut up (shut up)
She don't want a thug, she wants a country boy
She wants to go have fun and make a lot of noise
She wants to drive my truck and hang out with the boys
She don't want a thug (no, sir)
She don't wanna write no letters (that's right)
To nobody stuck in jail (that's right)
She'd rather hang out with a boy from the south
Have a good time, and raise some hell
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