Whole Damn Thing Songtext
von Chuck Wicks

Everybody says she is a wild card, a heart ache
The kinda girl you never know where she′s gonna land
Oh, now she's going out and making friends
It never stops, it never ends
The kinda girl to slow it down
Or drag you out on the dance floor to dance around

Hmm, she′s a cold beer, a football, a red dress that just falls
Oh, she's
Oh, she's a bit of rain, and a lot of fire
A good laugh, and a bad liar
Oh, she′s
Oh, she′s the whole damn thing
She's the whole damn thing

She′s the kinda girl who makes a man do anything
Like fall in love, and get ya thinkin' ′bout the next step
Then you're wakin′ up, it's burnt toast, a soft touch
That just knows how to bring you back from a bad day
And she's the kinda girl who ain′t ever gonna wait
No, she ain′t ever gonna wait


'Cause she′s a cold beer, a football, a red dress that just falls
Oh, she's
Oh, she′s a bit of rain, and a lot of fire
A good laugh, and a bad liar
Oh, she's
Oh, she′s the whole damn thing
She's the whole damn thing
Yeah, she is

She's up and down, and back and forth
Across the street, a way downtown
She′s the whole damn thing
And all the things I′ve never known
I finally got, and I won't let go

′Cause she's a cold beer, a football, a red dress that just falls
Oh, she′s
Oh, she's a bit of rain, and a lot of fire
A good laugh, and a bad liar
Oh, she′s
Oh, she's
Oh, she's
She′s the whole damn thing
She′s the whole damn thing