Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
You say country like it's a bad thing
Tease me baby for the way I am
Uptown, uptight, you're way a living
I can never be that kind of man
You got your powdered up painted on lipstick
I got a hole in my brand new jeans
You'd never be caught dead in a pickup
I'd get mud in your limousine
So what are we doing love
You tell me, cause I give up
The odds are stacked a hundred to one
So what are we doing in love
Sweet tea, cornbread, fried green tomatoes
Football, NASCar, Redman chew
You're sweet champagne and caviar kisses
I'm cheeseburgers and 90 proof
I'm a dirt poor redneck cowboy
You're a woman of the world
I don't know what you see in my brown eyes
You can do so much better than me
So what are we doing love
You tell me, cause I give up
The odds are stacked a hundred to one
So what are we doing in love
Why do you love me?
I give up baby
So what are we doing love
You tell me, cause I give up
The odds are stacked a hundred to one
So what are we doing in love