Got a Little Country - Blake Shelton

Time by lady Rolex

Body by Bowflex

Hair by Hollywood salon

Bag by Louis Vuitton

High heels, Manolo Blahniks

Tanqueray gin and tonics

Sunglass by Gucci

Never been to Chatter, hoochie

She may look like New York, Miami, L.A.

But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain’t that way

She got a little country, got a little country

Got a little country in her

Friday, Soho

That’s where all the cool, cool people go

Shake your pelvis

That’s how you get behind the velvet

Disco at the Air Bar

But what I really miss is a guitar

With a whammy bar

Going wah, wah, wah, wah

She may look like New York, Miami, L.A.

But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain’t that way

She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country

Got a little country, got a little country, got a little country

She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country

She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country in her

Ah, hang on!

She’s got a little country, got a little country

I said, she’s got a little country, got a little country in her

Got a little country, got a little country

Got a little country, got a little country

Giddy up!

She’s runnin' with the big dogs, she’s livin' on the high hog

We’re rolling in the hay every night

She’s even saying yeehaw ridin' that hillbilly seesaw

We’re having us a ball and holding on tight

She may look like New York, Miami, L.A.

But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain’t that way

She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country

Got a little country, got a little country, got a little country

She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country

She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country in her