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Get ready |
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My daddy wanted a house full of boys |
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Rowdy little hunting, fishing bundles of noise |
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After my baby sister |
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He gave up |
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He told my mama |
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Enough is enough |
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So we started walking wearing cowboy boots |
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Baiting our own hooks |
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And learning to shoot |
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And that didn't stop the boys from coming 'round there |
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You know the reason daddy lost his hair (Chorus) |
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Girls There's just something about us |
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Boys They just can't figure out us |
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Ask anybody |
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Who really rules the world |
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Girls That's right |
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Who just up and passed you in a 4-wheel drive |
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Who wears the pants |
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And they fit just right |
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Who can do a man's job |
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And still be a lady |
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Now you tell me who's come a long way baby (Repeat Chorus) |
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Oh I say girls |
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Who can change her mind |
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A million times |
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Run an hour behind |
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And be worth the wait |
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Have a couple of kids |
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And still looks great |
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Yeah (Repeat Chorus) |
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Oh no now girls |
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You just can't live without us |
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Ask anybody |
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Who really rules the world |
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Ah girls I say girls |
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Whoa girls yeah |
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That's right |
