Bubbette was a redneck
Born and bred in Dallas, Texas
She cooks brains and eggs for breakfast
All the Boys come round to get it
Cause she's a good ole Southern girl
And don't you forget it

When she wears her slinky, high heel boots
And those skin tight denim Levi's, too
Well, you can't take your eyes
Off the rhythm of those blues
Cause she's a good ole Southern girl
And that's good for you

                                          Cause Bubbette, she's the kind of girl
                                          Who takes you home and rocks your world
                                          And gives you a double shot of her love
                                          The lights go down, the sun comes up
                                          You beg for more and more and more
                                          Good Ole Southern girl 
                                          Every boy dreams of


Yeah, Bubbette she's a redneck
And she don't drive no Lexus
She's got a tricked out Chevy pickup
And she calls it Lady Luck
She's a good ole Southern girl
And that's good enough

                                          Cause Bubbette, she's the kind of girl
                                          Who takes you home and rocks your world
                                          And gives you a double shot of her love
                                          The lights go down, the sun comes up
                                          You beg for more and more and more
                                          Good Ole Southern girl 
                                          Every boy dreams of


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