I went out on the town with a friend last weekendHis ex girlfriend's friend was there aloneShe bought a couple rounds and I got the feeling, she could really handle alcoholAnother one down and headed off the deep endThe more we drank, the less that we had themAnd it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into oneShe smokes a little home drown, drinks a little cuervoStill a little down home, there was never a doubtShe's got a fast car, hotter then a dance barLooking like a rockstar, she'll be the talk of the townYou know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled into oneGotta get me someGod all mighty look at that bodyIt looks like a sticker on a new ferrariShe's a scene from a bay watch rerunHotter then a barrel from a squeeze machine gunWell, she can get it lower then a maseratiNever seen somebody move that wayEverywhere she goes there's an instant partyEverybody wants to know her nameAnd it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into oneShe smokes a little home grown, drinks a little cuervoStill a little down home, there was never a doubtShe's got a fast car, hotter then a dance barLooking like a rockstar, and she likes to go out and...She likes to get her hands upAnything to stand onAnything to dance onShe'd be swinging aroundUnder the hot lights, underneath the spot lightEven going all nightShe'll be the talk of the townYou know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled into oneGotta get me someGod all mighty look at that bodyIt looks like a sticker on a new ferrariShe's a scene from a bay watch rerunHotter then a barrel from a squeeze machine gunAnd it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into oneShe smokes a little home grown, drinks a little cuervoStill a little down home, there was never a doubtShe's got a fast car, hotter then a dance barLooking like a rockstar, and she likes to go out and...She likes to get her hands upAnything to stand onAnything to dance onShe'd be swinging aroundUnder the hot lights, underneath the spot lightEven going all nightShe'll be the talk of the townYou know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled into oneGotta get me someI gotta get me someGotta get me some
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I went out on the town with a friend last weekend
His ex girlfriend's friend was there alone
She bought a couple rounds and I got the feeling, she could really handle alcohol
Another one down and headed off the deep end
The more we drank, the less that we had them
And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one
She smokes a little home drown, drinks a little cuervo
Still a little down home, there was never a doubt
She's got a fast car, hotter then a dance bar
Looking like a rockstar, she'll be the talk of the town
You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one
Gotta get me some
God all mighty look at that body
It looks like a sticker on a new ferrari
She's a scene from a bay watch rerun
Hotter then a barrel from a squeeze machine gun
Well, she can get it lower then a maserati
Never seen somebody move that way
Everywhere she goes there's an instant party
Everybody wants to know her name
And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one
She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little cuervo
Still a little down home, there was never a doubt
She's got a fast car, hotter then a dance bar
Looking like a rockstar, and she likes to go out and...
She likes to get her hands up
Anything to stand on
Anything to dance on
She'd be swinging around
Under the hot lights, underneath the spot light
Even going all night
She'll be the talk of the town
You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one
Gotta get me some
God all mighty look at that body
It looks like a sticker on a new ferrari
She's a scene from a bay watch rerun
Hotter then a barrel from a squeeze machine gun
And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one
She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little cuervo
Still a little down home, there was never a doubt
She's got a fast car, hotter then a dance bar
Looking like a rockstar, and she likes to go out and...
She likes to get her hands up
Anything to stand on
Anything to dance on
She'd be swinging around
Under the hot lights, underneath the spot light
Even going all night
She'll be the talk of the town
You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one
Gotta get me some
I gotta get me some
Gotta get me some
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