[Vere 1]
Time by lady Rolex
Body by Bow flex
Hair by Hollywood salon
Bag by Louis Vuitton

High heels, Manolo Blahniks
Tanqueray gin and tonics
Sunglass by Gucci
Never been to Chatter, hoochie

[Chorus]
She may look like New York, Miami, L.A
But when it comes to loving me, she ain't that way
She got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country in her

[Verse 2]
Friday, Soho
That's where all the cool, cool people go
Shake your pelvis
That's how you get behind the velvet

Disco at the Air Bar
But what I really miss is a guitar
With a whammy bar
Going wah, wah, wah, wah
[Chorus]
She may look like New York, Miami, L.A
But when it comes to loving me, she aren’t that way
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country in her

[Bridge]
Ah, hang on!

[Chorus]
She's got a little country, got a little country
I said, she's got a little country, got a little country in her
Got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country, got a little country

Giddy up!

[Verse 3]
She's running with the big dogs, she's living on the high hog
We're rolling in the hay every night
She's even saying yeehaw riding that hillbilly seesaw
We're having us a ball and holding on tight

[Chorus]
She may look like New York, Miami, L.A
But when it comes to loving me, she aren’t that way
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country in her