Get Stuck
Get Stuck
Get Stuck
She don't wanna shop, don't wanna get her nails done
Lookin' better than heaven with no makeup on
Wants to get a little mud up between her toes, so we hop in the truck and hit the road
Drive to the gate, break the chain
You know we'll stay out late
She'll put her boots back on and some cut-off britches
Soon enough she'll have enough of them Yankee sons of bitches (bitches)
She'll find out about country love
And all she'll wanna do is just
She'll wanna get stuck
On a country road
Get stuck, no she don't wanna go home
Get stuck, wrapped up so tight
Layin' on a blanket watchin' the sun rise
Yeah, get stuck
She got a phone call, boy her daddy was mad
He was damn near ready to whoop my ass
But when the sun set, she ran out that door
I was waitin' in the drive in my four-by-four
Drive to the gate, break the chain
You know we'll stay out late
She'll put her boots back on and some cut-off britches
Soon enough she'll have enough of them Yankee sons of bitches (bitches)
She'll find out about country love
And all she'll wanna do is just
She'll wanna get stuck
On a country road
Get stuck, no she don't wanna go home
Get stuck, wrapped up so tight
Layin' on a blanket watchin' the sun rise
Yeah, get stuck
She'll wanna get stuck
On a country road
Get stuck, no she don't wanna go home
Get stuck, wrapped up so tight
Layin' on a blanket watchin' the sun rise
Yeah, and get stuck
Get Stuck
She don't wanna shop, don't wanna get her nails done
Lookin' better than heaven with no makeup on
Wants to get a little mud up between her toes, so we hop in the truck and hit the road
Drive to the gate, break the chain
You know we'll stay out late
She'll put her boots back on and some cut-off britches
Soon enough she'll have enough of them Yankee sons of bitches (bitches)
She'll find out about country love
And all she'll wanna do is just
She'll wanna get stuck
On a country road
Get stuck, no she don't wanna go home
Get stuck, wrapped up so tight
Layin' on a blanket watchin' the sun rise
Yeah, get stuck
She got a phone call, boy her daddy was mad
He was damn near ready to whoop my ass
But when the sun set, she ran out that door
I was waitin' in the drive in my four-by-four
Drive to the gate, break the chain
You know we'll stay out late
She'll put her boots back on and some cut-off britches
Soon enough she'll have enough of them Yankee sons of bitches (bitches)
She'll find out about country love
And all she'll wanna do is just
She'll wanna get stuck
On a country road
Get stuck, no she don't wanna go home
Get stuck, wrapped up so tight
Layin' on a blanket watchin' the sun rise
Yeah, get stuck
She'll wanna get stuck
On a country road
Get stuck, no she don't wanna go home
Get stuck, wrapped up so tight
Layin' on a blanket watchin' the sun rise
Yeah, and get stuck
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Writer(s): Gage Marvel
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