Shirley Temple

She don't cause a scene
She don't cry in bars
She won't touch nicotine
Won't take it too far
She's salt of the earth
And she kinda talks
Just like your mama
And that's the cherry on top

She's grenadine
She's everything
I'll never be, not even a little

Shirley Temple, sweet and simple
And you're drinkin' it up
I'm a pistol, accidentally
Sayin' too much
'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you
Keep wishin' it was love
While you're sippin' Shirley Temples
And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz

I'll shoot you straight
I'll call you out
But you'll acquire a taste
After a round
Or two, or ten
We could leave in a hurry
But don't you worry, she'll get over it

Shirley Temple, sweet and simple
And you're drinkin' it up
I'm a pistol, accidentally
Sayin' too much
'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you
Keep wishin' it was love
While you're sippin' Shirley Temples
And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz
Oh, you can't catch a buzz

She's grenadine
She's everything
I'll never be, not even a little

Shirley Temple, sweet and simple
But it's never enough
I'm a pistol, accidentally
Sayin' too much
'Cause it's killin' me to keep watchin' you
Keep wishin' it was love
While you're sippin' Shirley Temples
And wonderin' why you can't catch a buzz
Oh, you can't catch a buzz



Credits
Writer(s): Nicolle Galyon, Meg Mcree, Lauren Elizabeth Watkins
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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