If its not those cowboy boots in the summer
Oh my God I pray for another
Chance to drive down back highways
Til I stumble upon your beautiful face
Your presence isn't what kills me
It's that artistic gleam
That's taking over my scenery
Dream by dream
You might think I'm incapable
Of loving a soul like yours
You might think I'm a fool
For you
Girl you got style
That what I love about you
The way that you sit back, Oh how you sit back
And watch this grow
You got dreams
And therefore I believe in you
All the small town people with their big remarks
They ain't got jack to say about my movie star
Shes got style, ba da da da,da da da-da da
Ba da da whooooooo, ohhhhh, oh, oh ho ho yeah
Shes got style ,ba da da da,da da da-da da, ba da da
Whoooo who who youuu, oh oh oh
Oh my God I pray for another
Chance to drive down back highways
Til I stumble upon your beautiful face
Your presence isn't what kills me
It's that artistic gleam
That's taking over my scenery
Dream by dream
You might think I'm incapable
Of loving a soul like yours
You might think I'm a fool
For you
Girl you got style
That what I love about you
The way that you sit back, Oh how you sit back
And watch this grow
You got dreams
And therefore I believe in you
All the small town people with their big remarks
They ain't got jack to say about my movie star
Shes got style, ba da da da,da da da-da da
Ba da da whooooooo, ohhhhh, oh, oh ho ho yeah
Shes got style ,ba da da da,da da da-da da, ba da da
Whoooo who who youuu, oh oh oh
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