She can drive a stick shift 4×4 Drink and leave the table, leave you flat on the floor If you want to keep your money buddy, don’t take her on in pool She can clean a creek with an old cane pole Talk her way out of a ticket with a smile and a joke But pots and pans ain’t her forte She can’t boil water, but that’s okay
She’s wearin’ nothin’ but a Marshall Tucker shirt in the kitchen Hair’s all a mess but it don’t need fixin’ Dancing and tappin’ out a song with a spoon on the stove Oh woah Her long tan legs she knows that I’m looking What she does to me, you can call it cooking Winking and blowing a kiss through a cloud of smoke Yeah, it might sound crazy, but my baby makes the best burnt toast
She’s got a pistol ’cause a rifle won’t fit in her purse Gets me up early just to make me late for work She’s one of a kind, no cookie cutter Yeah it melts my heart like it’s a half a pad of butter
She’s wearin’ nothin’ but a Marshall Tucker shirt in the kitchen Hair’s all a mess but it don’t need fixin’ Dancing and tappin’ out a song with a spoon on the stove Oh woah Her long tan legs she knows that I’m looking What she does to me, you can call it cooking Winking and blowing a kiss through a cloud of smoke Yeah, it might sound crazy, but my baby makes the best burnt toast
Her long tan legs she knows that I’m looking What she does to me, you can call it cooking Winking and blowing a kiss through a cloud of smoke Yeah, it might sound crazy, but my baby makes the best She’s hotter than the burners burning up the bread Yeah it might sound crazy but my baby makes the best Burnt toast
The best burnt toast Aye, you lookin’ good, girl over there cooking that toast Yeah