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
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