G.R.I.T.S.

I had a buddy come down 'round last July. Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon line. Said he was headed down south and looking for A real good time. I said, "Man, come on, I got a place In mind." We pulled up at a bar right Off the Georgia line. Walked in, hell, his eyes got wide, And then his jaw hit the floor like a Dirty smile. And he said, "Man, we got some pretty women Up north, I ain't never seen nothing like this." I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women. We call these grits." She's proud enough to be raised in the country. She knows her roots and works hard for her Money. A southern drawl and dark tan legs. Ain't nothing like a woman southern born and bred. Now she loves her mom and daddy, the Lord To death. All acting innocent, Playing hard to get. The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town. Grits, man, girls raised in the south. I'm talking way down south. Man, he sat down at the bar and had A couple drinks. Breaking his neck with just scoping the scene. It wasn't long 'fore he had my attention pointed Towards the door. He was staring long legs that ran into boots. Short skirt and a T-shirt, didn't have much use. When she walked right to the jukebox and fired It up for y'all. She had every head turning, boys' eyes was burning As she made her way out to the floor. Had the jealous girls looking on saying she ain't Nothing but a--Oh my God, she just broke It down low. Proud enough to be raised in The country. She knows her roots and works hard Her money. A southern drawl and dark tan legs. Ain't nothing like a woman southern born and bred. Now she loves her mom and daddy, the Lord To death. All acting innocent, Playing hard to get. The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town. Grits, man, girls raised. Proud Enough To be raised in the country. She knows her roots and works hard for her Money. A southern drawl and dark tan legs. Ain't nothing like a woman southern born and bred. Now she loves her mom and daddy, the Lord To death. All acting innocent, Playing hard to get. The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town. Grits, man, girls raised in the south. In the dirty south. Hell yeah.