Текст песни She Likes To Get Out Of Town - Brooks & Dunn

Lookin′ at her 'phone desk tappin′ her feet
Kind of girl your mamma likes to meet
A Sunday school dress, pullin' up tight
When the weekend comes, she's like a red tail-light

She likes to get out of town
Yeah, she likes to get out of town
She′s got a little red ragtop she just bought
Just forty-five minutes from her two days off
She′s watchin' the clock, just a-countin′ it down
That girl likes to get out of town, mm

She's got a little glove box with everything she needs
Got some red lipstick an′ some multi-color beads
Got some party girlfriends like to keep it unwound
That girl likes to get out of town

She likes to get out of town
Yeah, yeah, she likes to get out of town (ooh yeah)
They got a motel room with a single bed
Just a-singin' down the road, goin′ out of their heads
Gonna turn it on up, time to party on down
That girl likes to get out of town

Yeah, yeah, my, my
Big front's closed, says the city limits sign
Yeah, yeah, do tell
Tell this little angel, don't raise a little L-L-L-L

She′s got a second cousin that keeps her on the ′phone
Got an ex-boyfriend that won't leave her alone
Oh, but it won′t hurt 'em, what they don′t know
What goes on the road, stays on the road

She likes to get out of town (yeah, yeah)
Ooh yeah, she likes to get out of town (ooh yeah)
She was born to shake it an' it′s not her fault
But the competition just loves to talk
She's so tired of them puttin' her down
That girl likes to get out of town (that girl)

She likes to get out of town (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, she likes to get out of town (ooh yeah)
It′s time to crank it on up, time to party on down

That girl likes, (that girl)
That girl likes to get out of town (that girl)
(Get out of town)
Yeah, she likes to get out of town (yeah, yeah)
Gonna crank it on, crank it
(Ooh yeah now)