"That's My Girl" lyrics

Well, she's five foot one with long brown hair
And pretty brown eyes too

Ah, that'll fool me some
And you best not let it fool you

She's as tough as nails, she raises hell
And she ain't afraid to knock 'em down

That's my girl

Well, she came from a country mama
Raised her well back in the California hills

But she's a Dallas girl
She can pack a punch, and she loves to get her thrills

Drinks a six-pack a day
Gets her own way, and if you got something for sale
Then go ahead

Well, she's soft and she's sweet
But if you rub her the wrong way
She's gonna knock you down
To the ground

She's cute as hell, she can ring your bell
She's just like sugar and spice

If you make her mad, she won't be sad
So let me give you some advice

She's a pistol-packin' mama
Don't want no drama, definitely none from you

That's my girl

She hates the new, she loves the old
She was raised on Waylon and Jones

A country girl, tried and true
She's country to the bone

She loves having fun and shooting guns
And it sure as hell can get her done

That's my girl

Well, she's soft and she's sweet
But if you rub her the wrong way
She's gonna knock you down
To the ground

Well, she's soft and she's sweet
And she grooves to a country beat

But if you rub her the wrong way
She's gonna knock you down

Well, she's soft and she's sweet
But if you rub her the wrong way
She's gonna knock you down to the ground

That's my girl
That's my girl