She came through the front door lookin' fast as a big train Bookin' down the line And she was lookin' fine Long and lean and dressed to kill Stacked up high with perfect wheels And there ain't no chance, that girl would ever dance with me She got all those city boys pushin' and shovin' A country boy like me don't ever get no uptown lovin' She's Sweet, she's got 'em melting in her hand Whoever gets a taste of that cup of sugar Sure is a lucky man She's sweet, telling you boys She's babelicious, I can't reach that Georgia peach But she sure looks delicious I had nothing else to do So I threw down two more shots of booze And it made me strong I strapped my courage on I said 'would you like a drink? 'By chance, no what I mean is would you like to dance with me? Please.' in my best southern ease It got hot on the dance floor when she whispered in my ear 'I think I found my county boy, let's get out of here.' I said 'sweet'. I'm melting in her hand I feel like a spoon in a cup of blond sugar Y'all looking at the lucky man I said 'sweet' Mm boys she's babelicious That Georgia peach is now in my reach And don't she look delicious? Look here now, she's sweet I'm melting in her hand I feel like a spoon in a cup of blond sugar Y'all looking at the lucky man She's sweet, mm boys she's babelicious That Georgia peach is now in my reach And don't she look delicious? She's sweet.
Written by: Chuck Cannon, Scott Emerick, Toby Keith
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