Cover Girl Songtext
von Josh Gracin
Cover Girl Songtext
Put on that sundress
The yellow one that′s a little see-through
When that sunlight hits you right
Now I'm just saying
There′s nothing like leaving just a little to my imagination
Girl, all those Hollywood babies ain't got nothing
Got nothing on you
Well girl, you may not believe me
What I say is true
When I look at you
I see my baby on a magazine, cover girl, oh yeah
You don't need makeup
You′re beautiful the way God made you
He really must have took his time
The best part about you is
How you act like you don′t know it
It makes me want you even more
Girl, all those Hollywood babies ain't got nothing
Got nothing on you
Well girl, you may not believe me
But what I say is true
When I look at you
I see my baby on a magazine cover girl, oh yeah
But don′t be shy
Show me what your mama gave you
Girl, you got it going on
Girl, all those Hollywood babies ain't got nothing
Got nothing on you
Well girl, you may not believe me
But what I say is true
When I look at you
What I say is true
When I look at you
I see my baby on a magazine cover girl, oh yeah
Whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa
The yellow one that′s a little see-through
When that sunlight hits you right
Now I'm just saying
There′s nothing like leaving just a little to my imagination
Girl, all those Hollywood babies ain't got nothing
Got nothing on you
Well girl, you may not believe me
What I say is true
When I look at you
I see my baby on a magazine, cover girl, oh yeah
You don't need makeup
You′re beautiful the way God made you
He really must have took his time
The best part about you is
How you act like you don′t know it
It makes me want you even more
Girl, all those Hollywood babies ain't got nothing
Got nothing on you
Well girl, you may not believe me
But what I say is true
When I look at you
I see my baby on a magazine cover girl, oh yeah
But don′t be shy
Show me what your mama gave you
Girl, you got it going on
Girl, all those Hollywood babies ain't got nothing
Got nothing on you
Well girl, you may not believe me
But what I say is true
When I look at you
What I say is true
When I look at you
I see my baby on a magazine cover girl, oh yeah
Whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa
Writer(s): Chris Dubois, Brad Paisley, Benjamin Brent Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com