paroles de chanson 180 (Lifestyle) - Morgan Wallen

Woo!

She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl, turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, she get the mood right
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, chasin' the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle

She used to show up in her high heels
Now she's barefoot in a Friday night field
She turned her nose up at the whiskey
Now she tastes like number seven when she kiss me

Daddy ain't sure about it
She wants to move on out to who knows where
She got some down home, she just found it
She got the whole town thinkin' that she grew up there, yeah

She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl, turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, she get the mood right
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, chasin' the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle

She sets her Solo on a truck tire, wearin' flannel round a bonfire
Sunday soprano up in the church choir
Used to ride in a Mercedes, dropped the fast life
Got a four by, hit a 180

Old friends ask what happened
She asks the band for Alabama when she go to the bars
She came home with an accent
She's still workin' on the Southern, yeah, but she got the charm

She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl, turned her into a red dirt wild child (woo)
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, she get the mood right
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, chasin' the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle

We a half mile from the corner store
Grab a sixer and a Swisher, then we hit the door
Yeah, she rolls down the window and she give me that smile
She's lovin' on me, and she's lovin' that lifestyle

She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl, turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, she get the mood right
Whoa, oh-oh-oh, chasin' the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't runnin' from me, yeah, she lovin' the lifestyle