"You Could Be That Girl" lyrics

"You Could Be That Girl"

Well I'm looking for a Bonnie
Lookin' for a P.I.C
A lil partner in crime
Come hell or high water
She's down
She's ridin with me
Lil miss watch for blue lights
While I drive, you can hold that.45
Go down in a blaze of glory
I always loved that story

Now, you could be that
You could be that
You could be that girl
And I can see that good girl gone bad
You could be that girl

I bet your daddy said you could be anything
Anything you wanted to be (ha)
Bet he never saw a renegade comin'
You're a lady
You know how to hit your knees
I need a girl who knows the good Lord
I need a girl who's gonna pray for me
Yeah

You could be that
You could be that
You could be that girl
And I can see that good girl gone bad
You could be that girl

Hot as a pistol
You got that rebel potential
Hop on this ol' moto'cycle
Baby, let's make it official
Let's ride

Baby girl let's ride

You could be that

You could be that

You could be that girl

And I can see that good girl gone bad
You could be that girl

Yeah

Yeah you could you be
What I need
Hey baby, you can be mine
Ohh
You could be that girl
Ohhh
I can see that


Writer(s): Tonyl Martin, Neil Thrasher, Brantley Keith Gilbert
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