"Kinda Cowgirl" lyrics
"Kinda Cowgirl"
Take my jacket off
I'll take another scotch
She'll be walking in
In another ten and I ain't gonna miss it
Well there's an old jukebox
She'll go dust it off
Put a quarter in and watch her spin
You're still the one I want
Well there's kinda basic
Kinda tasteless unoriginal kinds
Then there's just my type
Kinda cowgirl
The way her hair twirls
When she rides by (There she goes)
That's my kinda cowgirl
Well she's no Annie Oakley
She's no perfect shot
She's a city burn
With a loaded gun
And watch her fire away
Well there's kinda honky tonkin' country talkin' rodeo kinds
And then there's just my type
Kinda cowgirl (Cowgirl)
The way her hair twirls
When she rides by (There she goes)
That's my kinda cowgirl
That's my kinda cowgirl
Kinda cowgirl
Kinda cowgirl
That's my kinda cowgirl
There's kinda basic kinda tasteless unoriginal kinds
There's kinda honky tonkin' country talkin' rodeo kinds
There's only one kinda woman that keeps me up at night
And she's just my type
Kinda cowgirl
The way her hair twirls
When she rides by (There she goes)
You know that's my kinda cowgirl
Writer(s): Micah Tawlks, Stephen Day
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"Gold Mine" (2024)
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