Rhett Akins - I Love The Women My Momma Can't Stand
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Well my momma used to tell me
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A good woman's hard to find
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Get a God fearin down home girl
That'll stay right by your side
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Well mommas boy's grown up
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And there's been a change in plans
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Cuz I love the women
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My momma can't stand
Chorus:
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Talking little tank tops
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Tight fittin jeans
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Blue collar babies who ain't scared of no Jim Beam
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Red lipstick on a Daytona tan
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I love women my momma can't stand
Well I'm just a good ol boy
Ain't doin nothing wrong
Just cuz I like to hang out
Where the girls hang all night long
I'm kinda partial to the ladies
Who party with the band
Ya I love the women my momma can't stand
Chorus:
Two timing, four wheel driving
Eight ball shootin babies
Four letter word using girls gone half crazy
Scared as hell of wedding bells and diamonds on their hands
Yes I love the women my momma can't stand
Well now I probably outta settle down
Before I get too old
Find me an angel who fits my momma's
Picture perfect mold
But my bad reputation
Has made me a branded man
And everybody knows I love the women my momma can't stand
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Talking little tank tops
Tight fittin jeans
Blue collar babies who ain't scared of no Jim Beam
Red lipstick on a Daytona tan
I love women my momma can't stand
Ya from New York to California
To right here in dixieland
I love the women my momma can't stand
Ya tonight I'm just callin all women
My momma can't stand