Shima Little Clementine.
Ain't tall, but mighty fine.
And her jeans just don't fit right.
Shorty got me in love.
She will look when it's time.
Baby girl got some dynamite Southern girls are just my type
Shorty got me in love.
Smell like daisies, but she ain't got a duke song.
Clothes half off, I don't need a coupon.
Love the way your moon shines on the futon.
I only ring my southern bell with a boot song.
Shorty went and dropped a dollar for my new song.
Touch Tunes Tuesday, get our grove on.
Dead threats cause her ass can't move on.
Never stressed cause my baby keeps it too long.
She was a line dance leader.
Looking fine as hell, blue jeans and a beta.
Shorty got the jokes that she love when I squeeze her.
Summertime, Clementine, I ain't nothing sweeter.
She my little Clementine.
Ain't talk much, mighty father.
Energy just don't fit right.
Shawty got me in love.
She will live for every time.
Baby girl got some dynamite.
Southern girls are just my type.
Shorty got me in love.
When her sundress hit the floor, yes, ma'am.
Got me singing country songs, god damn.
And a home-cooked meal, that's my favorite day.
When it's time for dessert, she just sit on my face.
She tastes like clementine.
She's the juiciest, the ripest.
Hunting pigs got her on the no-fly list.
Small town, she ain't got a lot of mileage.
Good Lord, these southern girls righteous.
Tennessee shawty, whisper in her ear softly.
Got some zins on me.
She can't get off me.
Then she took some whiskey straight to the face.
That's the time and the place that I knew it was.
Ain't tall, but you're mighty fine.
Energies just don't fit right.
Shorty got me in love.
She won't let us have a time.
Baby girl, I got some dynamite.
Southern girls are just my type.
Shawty got me in love.
