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Confederate Railroad
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She Treats Her Body Like a Temple
Lyricist:Rivers Rutherford, Craig Wiseman
She takes spinning class, she cooks low fat Always passes on the butter pats She's regimented, resolute Looks dang good in her birthday suit
She wishes I would walk the line But most the time I don't She treats her body like a temple And I treat mine like a honky tonk
I cuss and smoke and tell bad jokes And hang out with the band The only exercise I get Is curling 12 ounce cans
Her motto is, 'Just do' And mine's, 'Do what you want' She treats her body like a temple Hey, I treat mine like a honky tonk
She never goes no where till she does her hair And takes the time to find the perfect thing to wear Me, I'm out there on the town In day old Bermuda's with the zipper down
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She smells like a field of flowers And I smell like a swamp She treats her body like a temple And I treat mine like a honky tonk
I cuss and smoke and tell bad jokes And hang out with the band The only exercise I get Is curling 12 ounce cans
Her motto is, 'Just do' Mine's, 'Do what you want' She treats her body like a temple And I treat mine like a honky tonk
Her motto is, 'Just do' Mine's, 'Do what you want' She treats her body like a temple I treat mine like a honky tonk
She treats her body like a temple I treat mine like a honky tonk
Aw boys, don't quit on me now
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