It ain't the blonde hair. It ain't the long legs. Yeah, I'm sure that it don't hurt. But it ain't the thing that makes him work for a girl, for a girl like me. Maybe it's the blue eyes. Maybe it's the mud tires on that rusted out GMC. It ain't perfect but it's working for a girl. Yeah yeah, for a girl like me. Wonder what it is about guys like you make em lose their mind, trying to catch my eye. Changing their ways till they get their way in a long line of guys that were just the same. I'm like junior coming around the bend, bound to win that race. You're just burning rubber 'cause you love the chase. And I guess that's why guys like you got a thing, got a thing for girls like me. I guess that's why guys like you got a thing, got a thing for girls like me.
Girls Like Me by Meghan Patrick












