Ella Langley - One of the Guys

I like free drinks and I’ll light up a smoke
Ain’t the type of girl ya gotta worry bout
I can hold my own
Bring on the boys and the pickup lines
He could hang the moon but he ain’t ever gonna change my mind
Change my mind
Cause if you drink like em
You start to think like em
If ya momma raised you right
To cross your T’s and dot your I’s
Tell me why can’t a pretty heart like mine
Break one in two, right in two
And be the heartache on the dance floor
Leave em cravin’ somethin’ more
Walk away and even the score
So tell me what’s the crime
They do it all the time
Why the hell tonight can’t I
Be like one of the guys
I cuss, so what? Gotta buncha guy friends
So I must be a what?!?
I raise hell, all night
I shoot my whiskey straight, I ain’t the chasing kind
If you drink like em
You start to think like em
If ya momma raised you right
To cross your T’s and dot your I’s
Tell me why can’t a pretty heart like mine
Break one in two, right in two
And be the heartache on the dance floor
Leave em cravin’ somethin’ more
Walk away and even the score
So tell me what’s the crime
They do it all the time
Why the hell tonight can’t I
Be like one of the guys
Be the heartache on the dance floor
Leave em cravin’ somethin more
Walk away and even the score
Cause if you drink like em
You start to think like em
Ooooohhhhhhhhh-awwwwww
Cause if you drink like em
You start to think like em
If ya momma raised you right
To cross your T’s and dot your I’s
Tell me why can’t a pretty heart like mine
Break one in two, right in two
And be the heartache on the dance floor
Leave em cravin’ somethin’ more
Walk away and even the score
So tell me what’s the crime
They do it all the time
Why the hell tonight can’t I
Be like one of the guys

Written by:
ELLA LANGLEY, MATT MCKINNEY, TREY LEWIS

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