| | She’s a pair of yellow running shoes, a holey pair of jeans, She looks cute in cheap sunglasses...She’s “I want a piece of chocolate”, “Take me to a movie”, she’s “I can’t find a thing to wear”, now and then she’s moody...She’s a Toyota with a sunroof, with her brown hair a-blowing, she’s a soft place for landing, and a good feeling knowing...She’s a warm conversation, don't miss nothing, she’s a fighter when she’s mad, and she’s a lover when she’s loving...She’s a Saturday out on the town, and a church girl on Sunday, she’s a cross around her neck, and a cuss word ‘cause it’s Monday...She’s a bubble bath and candles, "Baby, come and kiss me",
she’s one glass of wine, and she’s feeling kinda tipsy...She’s a giver you wish you could be and everything you need...She’s the voice you love to hear and someday when you're ninety she'll be rocking right beside you...Everyday that passes
you'll love her even more, she's the one you'll want to lay your life down for...She wants to be everything to you! Ok...Ok...I'm a sucker for country music but this song discribes me! Thank you Brad Paisley!
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