Roots

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Roots

If I were a Gibson guitar
I'd have one string out of whack
If I were record of the year
I'd be B-side bonus track
If were a bright light, over night pop star
I'd be so out of place
On the cover of a rolling stone
With chocolate on my face

I'm a flyby nighter, I'm bad nail biter
I'm a one lane driver, in a two lane town
So all that means is I'm a real mans queen
With roots under my crown

If I were a party, I'd be thirty minutes late
The beer be hot and I get caught
taking a bite out of the birthday cake
If I were bright red stilettos
I'd be tripping all over myself
So, on the stairway to heaven
I'm gonna need a little help

I'm a flyby nighter, I'm bad nail biter
I'm a one lane driver, in a two lane town
So all that means is I'm a real mans queen
With roots under my crown

Don't dress me up
Take me out
Let's stay home
I'm all yours now

I'm a flyby nighter, I'm bad nail biter
I'm a one lane driver, in a two lane town
So all that means is I'm a real mans queen
With roots under my crown

I'm a flyby nighter, I'm bad nail biter
I'm a one lane driver, in a two lane town
So all that means is I'm a real mans queen
With roots under my crown

Don't dress me up
Take me out
Let's stay home
I'm all yours now