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Looking at her phone desk tappin’ her feet
That kind of girl your mama likes to meet
A Sunday school dress buttoned up tight
When the weekend comes, she's like a red taillight
She likes to get out of town
She likes to get out of town
She got a little red rag top she just bought
Just a forty-five minutes from her two days off
She’s watching that clock just counting it down
She likes to get out of town
She likes to get out of town
She got a little glove box she got everything she needs
Got some red lipstick, she got some Mardi Gras beads
She got some party girlfriends that like to keep it unwound
That girl likes to get out of town
She likes to get out of town
Yeah, she likes to get out of town
They've got a motel room with a single bed
Just a singing down the road going out of their heads
Gonna shake it on up
And gonna party on down
She likes to get out of town
She likes to get out of town, oh
Yeah, my, my
Big fun's close as the city limit sign
Yeah, yeah, do tell
Daddy's little angel gonna raise a little
Well, well, well, well, well
She got that second cousin that keeps her on the phone
Got an ex-boyfriend that won’t leave her alone
Oh, but it won’t hurt ‘em, what they don't know
What goes on the road
Stays on the road
She likes to get out of town, yeah
She likes to get out of town
Yeah, she was born to shake it and it ain’t her fault (ain’t her fault)
But the competition just loves to talk
She’s so tired of them putting her down
Now what’s a girl to do, but
She wanna get out of town
She gotta get out of town
She likes to get out of town