Country Girl.
I'm sixteen, a sophomore. Luke Bryan & I are engaged, sorry ladies. Give me a bonfire, muddy pickup truck with the tailgate down, and some country music and i'm satisfied. I'm your typical life of the party, Captain Morgan is my partner in crime. Things I love, my boyfriend, the outdoors, cheerleading, dance, soccer, hockey, my best friend, Secret Life, Victoria's Secret, riding four wheelers, brushing my teeth, long hair, Keith Urban, Jason Aldean, Scotty McCreery, and Brantley Gilbert.
Hello Country Boy, look at your woman, now back to me, now back at your woman, now back to me. Sadly, she isn’t me, but if she knew how to fish, liked to be outdoors and didn’t straighten her hair to a crisp, she could be like me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re at the shooting range with the woman your woman could be like. What’s in your hand, look at me. I have it, it’s a beer with two Winchester SX2/3’s. Look again, the Winchesters are now two coon dogs, let’s go hunting. Anything is possible when you have a real woman, not an orange plastic barbie.
(Source: fromthefall, via jackedup-tailgate)
