They Don't Make Em' Any Better

Oh there's about a hundred reasons I should have run
At the time, I couldn't seem to think of one
Even her momma called me crazy for coming around
But head first I dove in
Found myself deep in the shallow end
But man she was the baddest thing around this town
I just couldn't see past
The ponytail stickng out of the back of her hat
Jeans tight enough to turn a preacher man bad
Skin soft golden brown tan lines can't be found
Somebody hold me back
It was a tattoo butterfly she don't even try to hide
Can't explain the way she makes me feel inside
You know I'd probably give in if she asked me to take her back
'Cause they don't make 'em any better than that
Looking back it's easy to see
Those green eyes were just playing me
Seems like someone's always gotta lose in love
She had me blinded, under her spell
Dragging me down into her living Hell
You woulda thought I'd call it quits after getting burned enough
But if you want to know what kept me hanging around so long
The ponytail stickng out of the back of her hat
Jeans tight enough to turn a preacher man bad
Skin soft golden brown tan lines can't be found
Somebody hold me back
It was a tattoo butterfly she don't even try to hide
Can't explain the way she makes me feel inside
You know I'd probably give in if she asked me to take her back
I gave in and played her games
One look from her
Any other man would do the same
It was the ponytail stickng out of the back of her hat
Jeans tight enough to turn a preacher man bad
Skin soft golden brown tan lines can't be found
Somebody hold me back
It was a tattoo butterfly she don't even try to hide
Can't explain the way she makes me feel inside
You know I'd probably give in if she asked me to take her back
'Cause they don't make 'em any better than that
They don't make 'em any better than that