My Kinda Lady - Corey Smith

I got a woman with a dirty mouth

She learned to talk in the dirty south

With a whisper only I can hear

She makes her bad intentions clear

She knows, oh, oh, oh, she’s my kinda lady

She ain’t holier-than-thou

She ain’t waiting for a wedding gown

But she ain’t here for a one night stand

And she won’t leave with any man but me

Any man but me

She’s leather and she’s lace

Perfume and a cigarette

She’s cowboy boots and a cocktail dress

She two-steps in between

The Bible and a magazine

Somewhere between the real world and a dream

My kinda lady

She’s been drinking I can tell

I love the way tequila smells

On her breathe across my face

I steal a kiss, now I can taste it too

She puts my hand upon her hip

Brushes my arms with her fingertips

She shows me a new tattoo

A flower on her thigh so beautiful

She’s leather and she’s lace

Perfume and a cigarette

She’s cowboy boots and a cocktail dress

She beats all I’ve ever seen

The smokey voice, her silver screen

Somewhere between the real world and a dream

My kinda lady, lady

I got a woman in my bed

She’s tryna hide her morning breath

I said «Honey I don’t care, I’m just happy you’re still here, with me»

She rolls her eyes, shakes her head

Glares at me and her face turns read

She said «I ain’t looking for a Romeo, I don’t wanna be bad if you can’t let go

of me»

«Boy I ain’t your property»

She’s leather and she’s lace

Perfume and a cigarette

She’s cowboy boots and a cocktail dress

She two-steps in between

The Bible and a magazine

Somewhere between the real world and a dream

My kinda lady

My kinda lady

My kinda lady

My kinda lady