MY KINDA GIRL

Released on June 5, 2009

« Well, the sun’s up, it’s 6:30,
Fell asleep with the TV on again.
Take five, check out the weather,
It’s monday morning for the single mom.

Works hard till 5:30,
And once a week she gettin’ down and dirty.
Backstage without a pass,
This one’s for you, it’s tattooed on her ass.

[Chorus]
But she’s nobody’s fool,
She’s broken down, broken hearts, broken rules.
Outta touch in a modern world,
Oh, but she’s my kinda girl.

[Guitar Solo]

She just a-bit roughed out, turbo classy,
All dressed up, she looks so s-s-s-sassy.
Hey bartender, come down here,
Watch her blow the head off a tall, blonde beer.

[Chorus]
But she’s nobody’s fool,
She’s broken down, broken hearts, broken rules.
Outta touch in a modern world,
Oh, but she’s my kinda girl.

Yes she’s my kind,
My kind,
My kinda girl.

(My kinda girl)
(In a modern world)

[Guitar Solo]

Outspoken in the bedroom,
Ain’t afraid to tell you what she needs.
And I’m happy, if she’s happy,
Lord, I’m always up for them dirty deeds.

[Chorus]
But she’s nobody’s fool,
She’s broken down, broken hearts, broken rules.
Outta touch in a modern world,
Oh, but she’s my kinda girl.

(My kinda girl)
(She’s my kinda girl)

Yes, she’s my kind,
My kind,
My kind,
Girl, yeah! »