Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans?
Tight on the top with a belly button ring
A little tattoo somewhere in between
She only shows to me
Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight
So damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right
And when the bartender says for the lady
What's it gonna be? I tell him man

She ain't into wine and roses, beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas, just ain't enough good burn in tequila
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey girl, she's my little whiskey girl
My ragged on the edges girl, ah, but I like 'em rough

Baby got a '69 Mustang
Four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring
I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go
Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care
Blue bandanna tied all up in her hair
Just sittin' there singin' every song on the radio

She ain't into wine and roses, beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas, just ain't enough good burn in tequila
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey girl, she's my little whiskey girl
My ragged on the edges girl, ah, but I like 'em rough

No Cuervo Gold Margaritas, just ain't enough good burn in tequila
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey girl, whoa she's my little whiskey girl
My ragged on the edges girl, ah, but I like 'em rough
Yeah, I like 'em rough, I like 'em rough