Woman With Class
Her future preordained
By her love, for fortune an' luxury
Devotin' years of paper work
To earn her, a medical degree
Born in north raised in south
A big house, with lavish double staircase
She dances in the rain in her snake-skin boots
Until dark, she dresses up all in lace
The perfect life if you will
But where's the sense of thrill
Oh by heart, she's a country girl
Boppin' to the tunes of Jennings an' Cash
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
But at the end of day a woman with class
Now I'm only a green city boy
Yet to know, the nature of six shooter
But I question your alter ego
Cant decide, which best suits her
Is it that you fear of seein' and being more?
Beyond these white collared bores?
Or that you were purloined of your youth?
To be what others demand they own you?
Cryin' cause you know its true
Girl you gotta see it through
Oh by heart, she's a country girl
Boppin' to the tunes of Jennings an' Cash
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
But at the end of day a woman with class
And here you are back in the rain
Lookin' all, dazed an' confused
The floridan sunset
Silhouettes with your precious moves
Oh yes they do
Oh by heart, she's a country girl
Boppin' to the tunes of Jennings an' Cash
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
But at the end of day a woman with class
By her love, for fortune an' luxury
Devotin' years of paper work
To earn her, a medical degree
Born in north raised in south
A big house, with lavish double staircase
She dances in the rain in her snake-skin boots
Until dark, she dresses up all in lace
The perfect life if you will
But where's the sense of thrill
Oh by heart, she's a country girl
Boppin' to the tunes of Jennings an' Cash
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
But at the end of day a woman with class
Now I'm only a green city boy
Yet to know, the nature of six shooter
But I question your alter ego
Cant decide, which best suits her
Is it that you fear of seein' and being more?
Beyond these white collared bores?
Or that you were purloined of your youth?
To be what others demand they own you?
Cryin' cause you know its true
Girl you gotta see it through
Oh by heart, she's a country girl
Boppin' to the tunes of Jennings an' Cash
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
But at the end of day a woman with class
And here you are back in the rain
Lookin' all, dazed an' confused
The floridan sunset
Silhouettes with your precious moves
Oh yes they do
Oh by heart, she's a country girl
Boppin' to the tunes of Jennings an' Cash
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
Oh somedays she's a rocker, a punk
But at the end of day a woman with class
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Writer(s): Jaidon Josiah
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