Honky Tonk Dancing Machine lyrics

(Mark Nesler/Tracy Byrd)

I could tell she was a hot rod
When she walked in all alone
Made a pit stop at the front bar,
In a puff of smoke was gone
I followed her smell of perfume,
`Cause she was too far out of sight
Tried to catch up but the girl was running
One hell of a race tonight

She`s a real low maintenance,
Country music beat driven,
Honky-tonk dancin` machine
All it takes to keep her tuned up
Is boots and Wrangler jeans
She scoots about fifty times around the floor
On one shot of Jim Beam
She`s a real low maintenance,
Country music beat driven,
Honky-tonk dancin` machine

There`s a guy on every corner,
Watching her make the bend
Hoping he`ll be the next one
To take her for a spin
She`s not the kind that can be hot wired
With money or romance
Got a body built for pleasure,
But all she wants to do is dance

She`s a real low maintenance,
Country music beat driven,
Honky-tonk dancin` machine
All it takes to keep her tuned up
Is boots and Wrangler jeans
She scoots about fifty times around the floor
On one shot of Jim Beam
She`s a real low maintenance,
Country music beat driven,
Honky-tonk dancin` machine

Instrumental

She scoots about fifty times around the floor
On one shot of Jim Beam
She`s a real low maintenance,
Country music beat driven,
Honky-tonk dancin` machine

She`s a real low maintenance,
Country music beat driven,
Honky-tonk dancin` machine...