Country Girls

number in her pickup truck, daddy's sweet money done jacked it up. She's a party all-nighter from

South Carolina, a bad mamma-jamma from down in Alabama. She's a raging, cajun lunatic from

Brunswick, juicy junja peach with a thick southern drawl, sexy swinging wall, brother she's all

country. From her cowboy boots to her down-home roots, she's country. From the song she plays to the

prayers she prays, that's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay country.