She Likes to Get Out of Town lyrics
by Vince Gill
[Verse 1]
Looking at her phone, desk tapping her feet
Kinda girl your Mamma likes to meet
A Sunday school dress cutting up tight
When the weekend comes, she's like a red tail-light
[Chorus]
She likes to get out of town
Yeah, she likes to get out of town
She's got a little red ragtop she just bought
Just forty-five minutes from her two days off...
She's watching the clock just a-counting it down
That girl likes to get out of town, mm
[Verse 2]
She's got a little glove box with everything she needs
Got some red lipstick an' some Mardi Gras beads
Got some party girlfriends like to keep it unwound
That girl likes to get out of town
[Chorus]
She likes to get outta town
Yeah, she likes to get outta town
They've got a motel room with a single bed
Just a singing down the road going out of their heads
Gonna turn it on up
Time to party on down
That girl likes to get outta town
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, my, my
Big fun's close as the city limit sign
Yeah, yeah, do tell
Daddy's little angel gonna raise a little, well, well, well, well, well
She's got a second cousin that keeps her on the 'phone
Got an ex-boyfriend that won't leave her alone
Oh, but it won't hurt 'em what they don't know
What goes on the road stays on the road
[Chorus]
She likes to get outta town
Yeah she likes to get outta town
She was born to shake it and it’s not her fault
But the competition just loves to talk
Shes so tired of them putting her down
That girl likes to get outta town
She likes to get outta town
Yeah she likes to get outta town
It’s time to crank it on up
Time to party on down
That girl likes to, that girl likes to get outta town
Gonna crank it gonna crank it
[Outro]
Yeah, she likes to get out of town (Yeah, yeah)
Going crank it on, crank it
(Ooh yeah now)