Oh, no
I've got my high heels on
And a loaded daddy's gun
Don't you know not to mess with a girl like me
And I guess my lipstick
is the color of your blood
Push your luck and soon enough we'll see
Oh, you don't wanna (?) a southern crazy
And just cus I love Jesus
don' mean that I won't sin
oh, I know I'll go to prison if I ever shoot a man
And most of the time you'd be right
my (?) right now it's really iching
to prove that wrong tonight
Oh, you don't wanna (?) a southern crazy
Cus when a southern girl
Goes southern crazy
No mistakes
No roses or daisies
Cus what we do
Is what we mean
No half flame
No in between
I'll tell you right now you're southern wrong
You better reacepted to the lawn
Unless you wanna see first hand
Just how crazy we can get