Don`t my baby look good in them blue jeans?
Tight on the top with a belly button ring
A little tatoo somewhere in between
She only shows to me
Hey we`re going out dancin` she`s ready tonight
So damn good-lookin` boys it ain`t even right
And when bar tender says for the lady
what`s it gonna be?
I tell him man...
[Chorus:]
She ain`t into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can`t stand the thought of sippin` champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain`t enough good burn in taquilla
She needs somethin` with a little more edge and a little more pain
She`s my little whiskey Girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like `em rough
Baby got a `69 mustang
four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring
I jump behind the wheel and it`s away we go
Hey, I drive too fast, but she don`t care
Blue bandana tied all up in her hair
Just sittin` there singin` every song on the radio
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Whoa she`s my little whiskey girl
my raggid-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like `em rough
Yeah, I like `em rough
I like `em rough
[Thanks to winky__1@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]