She’s Bad, But I’m Good With That!
Holly Heise

Verse 1
She rolled in on me like a fall storm in Mississippi
Her eyes lit me up like the night sky, her smile rocked my Dixie
Friends said, “That girl’s a rowdy ride with too much rebel pride
She’ll creep into your heart like a kudzu vine”
Her temper’s too short, her will is too strong
Like moonshine in a Mason jar, she’s all kind of wrong

Chorus
She’s a Dixie-tongued devil in a cowboy hat
Suddenly I’m no angel and there’s no turning back
She’s bad, but I'm good with that!
She shifts my gears in a second flat
And now I’m tumbling like an acrobat
I know she’s bad, but I'm good with that!

Verse 2
I like honeysuckle blooms and Scarlett belles from Savannah
Hot wings fixin’, football thinkin’, beer drinkin’ gals from ‘Bama
But when she slid in my jacked up Chevy with a kiss as she sat down
I was floating like a feather, falling without a sound
She really started in where the blacktop ends
As the tires were kickin’ up gravel I did what she intended

Repeat Chorus

Bridge
When I try to get a grip on this relationship
I realize she’s smart as a whip and I’m headed to hell on a scholarship!

Repeat Chorus