Sweet like a Georgia peach, wild as a honeysuckle Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin' She got it going on, she like her drink strong Yea she's a hook line in a hit song Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like Whoa! whoa! whoa! And it's burning me up but it feels so right When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll She's got the beat to freeze my soul like Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hotter than a summer night, cooler than a caddy She got me fallin' faster than the autumn leaves She puts the sugar sweet in my sweet tea She got me buzzin' like American honey bee Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like Whoa! whoa! whoa! And it's burning me up but it feels so right When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll She's got the beat to freeze my soul like Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee Like a Georgia peach she tastes so sweet Sweep a country boy right off his feet Got me buzzed like a truck in mud Like a bucket full of buds and suds Really wanna know what it is, what it was Cause look at her, let me tell you cuz She's so fine like Carolina moonshine Can't hold a light or candle to her Cause baby what she do is like
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like Whoa! whoa! whoa! And it's burning me up but it feels so right When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll She's got the beat to freeze my soul like Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Compositores: Russell Edward Dickerson, Chase Rice