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...