Lyrics Kevin Fowler – Love Song

Yeah, the first time I saw her she was dancing on the bar at the Ropa Hoe
The way she moved and grooved would make any dude wanna tap a toe
Heart started pumping like a kid drum bumping on a band stand
Now she’s like a melody that I can’t get out of my humpty-dumpty head

She’s a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
I could turn her on, turn her up and listen to her all night long
She’s a head banging two stepping sing along to Motley Crue and George Jones
She’s a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song

Yeah, hotter than hell but boy, I gotta tell you, she’s still cool
Educated, high class, ball cap wearing bat bishop fools
She’s riding home in her high heels are Tony Lama’s
Though she might get freaky in the back of my Chevy I could still take her home to momma

She’s a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
I could turn her on, turn her up and listen to her all night long
She’s a head banging two stepping sing along to Motley Crue and George Jones
She’s a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song

She’s a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song
I could turn her on, turn her up and listen to her all night long
She’s a head banging two stepping sing along to Motley Crue and George Jones
She’s a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking butt shaking love song

I’m saying it ain’t the same pole, I couldn’t find one that had it all, y’all
Till I stumbled on a beer drinking hell raising heart breaking shot
taking love making pretty boy band hating butt shaking love song