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can't concentrate on the preacher preaching my attention span done turned off i've honed in on that angel singing up there in the choir loft shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks more laughs than a stack of comic books a wild imagination a college education add it all up it's a deadly combination she's a good bass fisher a dynamite kisser country as a turnip green shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks and look whos looking at me her second cousin was my third grade teacher i used to cut her grandma's grass back then she was nothing but knees and elbows golly did she grow up fast shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks more laughs than a stack of comic books a wild imagination a college education add it all up it's a deadly combination she's a good bass fisher a dynamite kisser country as a turnip green shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks and look whos looking at me Lord if you've got any miracles handy maybe you could grant me one just let me walk down the aisle and say i do to that angel with the choir robe on shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks more laughs than a stack of comic books a wild imagination a college education add it all up it's a deadly combination she's a good bass fisher a dynamite kisser country as a turnip green shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks and look whos looking at me shes got her daddy's money her momma's good looks and she's looking at me, yeah yeah, woah |