(b. walker, j. harte, d. child, h. benson, e. turner)
I`m just a porch stompin ol` son of a gun.
Thumpin` on my guitar, chuggin` down the rum.
Got a bullet in my pocket and a big shot gun.
I`m lookin` for a lover cus` i`m needin` me one.
Well listen up baby,
You`re blue chip beauty with a high price spead.
Sleepin` in silk in your high rise bed.
You got diamonds on your fingers,
And neon in your eyes.
But all the money in the world don`t satisfy.
You don`t wanna be lonely, the whole night through.
I don`t wanna be lonely, girl i want you.
I`m all trash and you`re all style.
Country boy and a big city woman.
You`re all flash and i`m all smiles.
Country boy and a big city woman, big city woman.
Now i`m a dirty desperado, you`re a clean cadillac.
You`re the buckingham palace, i`m a birmingham shack.
You want push, i want shove.
I`m so bad, you`re so good.
I guess that`s why they call it love.
You don`t want to be lonely, the whole night through.
I don`t want to be lonely, girl i want you.
I`m all trash and you`re all style.
Country boy and a big city woman.
You`re all flash and i`m all smiles.
Country boy and a big city woman.
You can sashay on the town.
Country boy and a big city woman.
You`re cold as cash, but i`ll burn you down.
Country boy and a big city woman,
Big city woman.
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