Faux Southern Charm Songtext
von The Foresters

I suppose
That the world turns backwards, forwards, and whichever way she goes
I don′t wanna speak up 'cause I′m afraid
Of all these chances that I thought I could take
She don't wanna make love
She just thinks of what to say and
Then she spits it right out in my face
She don't like to come down
Which is really just a shame, ′cause she′s
Still spinning me round, round, round, round
Now I don't really like to talk to her
And I don′t really even think of her And it's a shame, ′cause what she wanted me to get is still
At the back of the closet with my friends
She don't wanna make love
She just fishes for excuses and gets by with her faux southern charm
She don′t wanna stay high
And it's really just a shame because
Her bruise is still right on my arm
She's a girl now
She′s a girl now
She′s a girl now
She's a girl now