My best friend has 50 pairs of shoes, spends an hour at the store looking for shampoo.
My best friend hates it when I cuss, won’t drink beer or go fishin’ that much
My best friend knows nothin’ bout guitars, don’t get into poker or smokin’ big cigars
Never checks the oil in the car...
She’s five foot four and fun to kiss, the one I wanna hang out with on a Sunday. When it’s rainin.’ We’ll just lay around and love all day. I can talk to her about everything. She can talk me into most anything. Even drug me down to Disney world....my best friend’s a girl.
My best friend hates the freckles on her nose. She’s as pretty as it gets, and doesn’t even know it. My best friend can be stubborn as an ox and go an leave a little love note in my tackle box . And lately, been talkin’ babies, quite a lot.
She tells me, when my pants don’t match my shirt. She’s seen me at my best and loved me at my worst.
Yea, my best friend’s a girl. I sure love you, girl.
Writer(s): John Edwards, Willard Nance, Sherrie Austin
Copyright: Magic Mustang Music
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