Jamie Suttle - Your Kind of Trouble
Look at meI'm a little bit of sugar and lot of spice
No pink champagne, expensive wine
Just whiskey on ice
Every now and then I get a little bit Devil
Momma said to get to heaven "better learn to get good"
Never mind if you're doing what you think you should
If you could, you would
Like to get a little dressed up
Get a little messed up
Gonna wear my hair, my boots, my skirt too high
Gonna get a little crazy
Forget that I'm a lady
Feeling kind of hot, better pour me a double
Baby take a shot, I'm your kind of trouble
If you had a hard week and need a sneak peak of what good livin means
Come with me and I'll let you see the backwoods side of things
Rednecks, roughneck spendin that paycheck
Take a little break for the workin man
Bring the girls in the curls and boots
Bring the boys in the band and the choir too
Honey you aint never seen
A honey suckle bloom that's sweet like me
When they see me walkin down the street...
Never gonna be another night like this
Never be a moment that you'll wanna miss
Maybe if you're lucky you'll get a kiss...
Written by:
Jamie Suttle
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