Sweet Songtext
von Ken Mellons

She′s the girl walking in my dreams
Tall drink of water, country things
She's got a new Firebird
And her mama works late at the Quick Stop
Legs as long as a night in jail
Big blue eyes could make a boy′s heart fail
And that one good thing
That all the other runner-ups ain't got
She knows what she's got, she don′t care
She don′t walk around with her nose in the air


'Cause she′s sweet as your mama's sweet tea
Sweet as a cherried out Chevy can be
Sweet as a fifty you find
Sweeter than a Friday ′round quitting time
Head to her feet, good gosh that girl is sweet

The other night at the Kingpin Lane
She was rolling a strike every other frame
She looked my way and I swear I thought I was dreaming
Well I ain't going to lie boys, I′ll tell you the truth
She's been working on my sweet tooth
And she's just the kind of homemade
Blonde-haired candy I′m needing
She′s got the sure-fire recipe
And I melt like butter when she smiles at me

Like lemonade on a hot summer day
Ice cream with a Milky Way
She's meringue on coconut pie
And she′s strawberries on the Fourth of July