Lyrics Rock My World (Little Country Girl) (with Marcus King) - Brooks & Dunn , Marcus King

Got a T-Top Camaro, a scoop on the hood
Two big speakers blastin', "Johnny B. Goode"
Looks so sweet, oughta be a crime
Plays with my heart, and messes with my mind
Acts like Madonna, but she listens to, Merle
Rock my world, little country girl

Wearin' snakeskin boots, made by Calvin Klein
Cheap sunglasses, from the five and dime
All the other girls, ah, they give her dirty looks
Got a "A" in math, she never cracked a book
Sure looks good, in her denim, and her pearls
Rock my world, little country girl

Rock my world, drag me out, on the floor
Dance with me, baby, 'til I can't dance no more
One-step, a-two-step, a-get in a line
I got to find a way, to make you mine

Well, I tell her, that I love her, but it still ain't enough
Says, I got to learn how to loosen up
Get a little wild, on a Saturday night
Make sure she's home, before the mornin' light
Sunday, she's dressed up, with ribbons and curls
Rock my world, little country girl
Woo

Rock my world, drag me out, on the floor
Dance with me, baby, 'til I can't dance no more
One-step, two-step, get in a line
I got to find a way, to make you mine

Oh
Here we go, to, hey