She Likes to Get Out of Town (with The Cadillac Three) Songtext
von Brooks & Dunn

Looking at her phone desk, tapping her feet
That kind of girl your Mama likes to meet, yeah
Sunday school dress, buttoned up tight, (Buttoned up tight)
When the weekend comes, she′s like a red tail-light

She'd like to get out of town
She′d like 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 that clock, just counting it down

She′d like to get out of town
She′d like to get out of town, yeah

She's got a little glove box, she′s got еverything, she needs
Got some rеd lipstick, she got some Mardi Gras beads
Got some party-girl friends, like to keep it unwound
That girl likes to get out of town

She'd like to get out of town
Yeah, she′d like to get out of town


They've got a motel room, with a single bed
Just a-singing down the road, going out of their heads
Gonna shake it on up, and gonna party, on down
She′d like to get out of town
Get out of town
She'd like to get out of town, oh, oh-oh

Yeah, my, my
Big fun's close, as the city limit sign
Yeah, yeah, do tell
And Daddy′s little angel, gonna raise a little well, well, well, well

She′s got that 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

She'd like to get out of town, yeah
She′d like to get outta town, yeah

Yeah, alright, she was born to shake it, it ain't her fault (Ain't her fault)
But the competition just loves to talk, (Can′t stand it)
She′s so tired, of them putting her down
Now, what's a girl to do?

She wanna get out of town
(She gotta get out of town)
She′d like to get out of town