"Yin Yang Girl" lyrics

She's my Yin Yang girl, she's day, she's night
She's the shot in the dark, she's the beam of light
She's a hard contradiction, my brand new addiction
I can sip that wine when I take her out fishing

She's the last one there when they close the bar
Got mud on the tires of a fancy car
She's a real good girl till she's had a few
Likes Church on Sunday, sits in the back pew

Hey, if the preacher only knew

That, man, she's angel who can raise a little hell
A drive-fast high-class southern belle
She's crazy, there ain't no doubt about it
She's a rockstar dancing on a tailgate
A little bit a sinner and a little bit a saint
She's my Yin Yang girl, yeah, she's an angel
Who can raise a little hell

She's a daddy's little girl, she can do no wrong
Better hope he never sees her camera phone
She's a real home maker, a whiskey shot taker
A bed time story and a midnight shaker

Shake it baby

And, man, she's angel who can raise a little hell
A drive-fast high-class southern belle
She's crazy, there ain't no doubt about it
She's a rockstar dancing on a tailgate
A little bit a sinner and a little bit a saint
She's my Yin Yang girl, yeah, she's an angel
Who can raise a little hell

She's an angel who can raise a little hell
A drive-fast high-class southern belle
She's crazy, there ain't no doubt about it
She's a rockstar dancing on a tailgate
A little bit a sinner and a little bit a saint
She's my Yin Yang girl, man, she's an angel
Who can raise a little hell

She's a rockstar dancing on a tailgate
A little bit a Skynard and a little bit a Hank
She's crazy, there ain't no doubt about it
She's crazy, there ain't no doubt about it
She's my Yin Yang girl
Who can raise a little hell