Her

That girl walks into a party
 Looking like a million in a dress from Target
 The reason why every head in the whole room turns
 That's her
 Red light little white Honda
 Strawberry blonde that she got from her mama
 Blowing out the wind and then she's gone in a beautiful blur
 That was her
 That cheap box wine, she's drinking it
 Friday night, she's bringing it
 Old school song, she's singing it
 Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her
 That lights down, hair down heart attack
 Yeah, that's her, oh but that
 How'd I ever meet her?
 Wrapped around her little finger, that's me
 Just lucky to be with her
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 That girl at the concert dancing
 Clapping with her flip-flops, feet in the grass
 Yeah, the only band anybody's watching is the one on her shirt
 That's her
 That girl that girls wanna hate
 All the boys wanna date
 They can't 'cause I ain't
 Never ever gonna give her a reason to leave
 'Cause all I need is her
 That cheap box wine, she's drinking it
 Friday night, she's bringing it
 Old school song, she's singing it
 Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her
 That lights down, hair down heart attack
 Yeah, that's her, oh but that
 How'd I ever meet her?
 Wrapped around her little finger, that's me
 Just lucky to be with her
 Right here
 Her lipstick on the rim of my bed
 Even the stars of the night this clear
 Ain't falling like I'm falling for her, yeah
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 That cheap box wine, she's drinking it
 Friday night, she's bringing it
 Old school song, she's singing it
 Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her
 That lights down, hair down heart attack
 Yeah, that's her, oh but that
 How'd I ever meet her?
 Wrapped around her little finger, that's me
 Just lucky to be with her
 Yeah, I'm just lucky to be with her
 
 I'm talking 'bout that girl
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 Yeah, that's her