He drinks his coffee without the Bailey's
And he looks like Leo from that LA movie
And he Preaches smoking is for the crazies
Sayin rednecks shouldn't have no babies
I drive a rusted hammy down Ford
And he comes to pick me up in his daddy's money Porsche
Takes me to a dinner party where they order every course
But I'd rather be at the bonfire drinking with my boys
Cuz He's is to big for a small-town girl like me
And he barely has a personality
He don't smoke he don't drink hell what am I supposed to think
About Lovin and leaving these roots all just for you
Well I'm glad so glad that I don't have too
No no
And He's more the silent but flashy type
And That ain't the kind of man I like
Yeah I want one that's worked all this life
Not the one who wears a suit and tie
Cuz He's too big for a small-town girl like me
And he barely has a personality
He don't smoke he don't drink hell what am I supposed to think?
Bout lovin and leaving these roots all just for you
Well I'm so glad I don't have too
Give up my home
Give up my heart
Boy don't even start
To tell me this will all work out
You take my hand I take your name
Could never happen
Cuz we aren't the same
No, We aren't the same love
Cause you're too big for a small-town girl like me
And I'm sorry but you have no personality
I like to smoke I like to drink and I don't care what you think
Im Not loving then leaving these roots all just for you
Hell I'm so glad that I
I don't have too
No no no no
I don't have to
No
No
No
I don't have too