(Turn on the juice, let the damn thing loose) [Chorus:] She's a country girl, young and pretty She walks in the breaths of hip-hop city She was entertaining in all the right places Knew half of the night and all of the faces She's a country girl If her Daddy could see her now She's a country girl He'd never recognize her, little angel She come from way down south She talks slow and lazy When she opens her mouth You'll see 'em all go crazy That pink champagne 'll give her a headache Cheap cocaine but, man won't arrest me She's a country girl If her Daddy could see her now She's a country girl He'd never recognize her, little angel [Break:] [Solo:] Even in a rock couldn't get enough She'd call him when the sun was up In a {payed backs(?)}hell The bag lady's talkin' to a shoppin' cart Don't you know the scary part is she saw herself You know she was a country girl, skinny and pretty She wanna' see the wealths of the {headdy palman(?)} ci-ty [Chorus:] (2x)