"Redneck Romeo" lyrics

He wears Old Spice, he's got fuzzy dice
Hanging from the rear view mirror of his four-wheel drive
Yeah, he's GQ, he can do more with cheap polyester than Calvin Klein
He drinks Falstaff, he's got 27 ball caps
Wears a different one every night
He'll tell you he's a lover when he ain't picking a fight

He's a redneck Romeo
Thinks he's Elvis in a picture show
Silver chains but a heart of gold
Lord, you gotta love his style
Classic country Casanova
Thinks all the girls are crazy over him
But everywhere that neon glows
You'll find a redneck Romeo
Yeah, he's a Romeo

He's got a hundred keys hanging off his jeans
He knows they fit something, but he don't know what
He's no cheap date, spends his whole paycheck
Buying drinks and playing that jukebox
Head on the floor, he ain't no square
He's a romancing, slow dancing Fred Astaire
Devil's Brylcreem in his hair
Ladies stand in line

He's a redneck Romeo
Thinks he's Elvis in a picture show
Silver chains but a heart of gold
Lord, you gotta love his style
Classic country Casanova
Thinks all the girls are crazy over him
But everywhere that neon glows
You'll find a redneck Romeo

He's in a class all by himself
Thinks there ain't nobody else like him
But everywhere that neon glows
You'll find a redneck Romeo
Yeah, he's a redneck Romeo
Here he comes
Ooh, hold me back, girls
Mm-mm-mm
Yeah, I hear that's coming back in style
Poetry in motion