Lyrics Southern Cookin' - Mac Davis

Three buttons, unbuttoned cotton summer dress
Backlit sunshine, hair's all a mess
Sweat make a spit curl glisten on her cheek
Make a poor country boy's knees grow weak
Hot night porch swing, punching thigh to thigh
Can I get you a glass of buttermilk, get you a piece of pie
Fingertips tiptoeing back of my neck
Make a poor country boy nervous wreck

Southern cooking, coming from a country girl
Southern cooking, ain't nothing like it
Ain't nothing like it in the world
Southern cookin', southern style
Born good lookin', born to be wild
Southern cookin', bold and bewitchin'
If you can't stand the heat
You better get out of the kitchen
Hmm

Mama's in the bathtub, papa's in the bed
Granny's got eyes in the back of her head
Honeysuckle perfume teasing my brain
Make a poor country boy go insane
Soft sweet song playing on the radio
Do you wanna dance with me baby real slow
I know a place where we can run and hide
Turn a poor country boy to jelly inside

Southern cookin', comin' from a country girl
Southern cookin', ain't nothin' like it
Ain't nothin' like it in the world
Southern cookin', southern style
Born good lookin', born to be wild
Southern cookin', bold and bewitchin'
If you can't stand the heat
You better get out of the kitchen

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