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lWe'll I've kissed a cowboy on a sawdust floor Shot tequila with him till we couldn't dance no more Ran a hundred miles an hour with a Harley man Stuck to him tighter than his sexy biker tan Sailed with a boy on his big ole yacht Drank Dom Perignon while we island hopped I like preacher sons And hell raisers, guitar pickers And wave surfers. Chorus: No, I've never really had a type I just like a man who'll treat me right As long as they got a good heart Big or small, short or tall I love ‘em all. And them city dudes in there tailored suits Make me wanna do things that I shouldn't do But, you know what really drives me nuts Are the George Strait ringers with there wrangler butts. Chorus: No, I've never really had a type I just like a man who'll treat me right As long as they got a good heart Big or small, short or tall I love ‘em all. I've met a lot of fellows from north to south Sweet clean talkers and dirty mouths I hope someday I'll find someone That'll be all of them wrapped up in one. Chorus: No, I've never really had a type I just like a man who'll treat me right As long as they got a good heart Big or small, short or tall I love ‘em all. It ain't who they are or who they wanna be It's all about how they treat me As long as they got a good heart Big or small, short or tall Long hair or bald, I love ‘em all... |