"Little Things" lyrics

There's an Oklahoma state line cutie
Works on Choctaw time
Every man dreams about getting that beauty
Oh, but she's all mine

It ain't the size of the tires on the highway
That really turns her on
She wants a blanket down long-neck Friday
Listening to a country song

All she needs is windows down
Wind in her hair on a freebird southern night
A sky of diamonds on a map nowhere
Anyone will see us come alive

I ask her, "What ya doing with a guy like me?"
And she says, "Baby, it's the little things."

It's turning up a little Charlotte anthem
Singing at the top of our lungs
It's barefoot hardwood living-room dancing
Loving 'til the rising sun

All she needs is windows down
Wind in her hair on a freebird southern night
A sky of diamonds on a map nowhere
Anyone will see us come alive

I ask her, "What ya doing with a guy like me?"
And she says, "Baby, it's the little things."

Windows down
Wind in her hair on a freebird southern night
A sky of diamonds on a map nowhere
Anyone will see us come alive

I ask her, "What ya doing with a guy like me?"
And she says, "Baby, it's the little things."

It's the little things