Nashville

Nashville

Nashville

I'm on my way to NashvilleI'm on my way to Nashville
Leaving you in the rearviewPut you in the past ville
Taking your memory and shaking it like my ass willTake your memory and shake shake it like my ass will
Cut you like my daisies rolling up at TootsiesCut you like my daisies rolling up at tootsies
Making those cowboys go wildMake them cowboys crazy
With my good vibesWith my goody goodies
Window to the wall, babeWindow to the wall babe
Don’t come down to BroadwayDon’t come down to broadway
Unless you wanna learn your lesson the oh my god wayUnless you wanna learn your lesson the oh my lawd way
Go ahead, keep thinking I'm ice cream crying home aloneGo ahead keep thinking I'm ice creaming crying home alonely
Trust me, you ain’t gonna likeTrust me you ain’t gonna like
How good Nashville looks on meHow good Nashville looks on me

Gassed up at Buc-ee’sGassed up at Buc-ee’s
Cherry CokeCherry coke
South of KentuckySouth of Kentucky
Just north of brokeJust north of broke

Give your mamaGive your mama
My regardsMy regards
I don’t miss youI don’t miss you
But I’ll miss your credit cardsBut I’ll miss your credit cards

Ooo, ain’t no tears messing up my makeupOoo ain’t no tears messin up makeup
Ooo, I'm grinning like I'm winningOoo I'm grinnin’ like I'm winnin’

On my way to NashvilleOn my way to Nashville
Leaving you in the rearviewPut you in the past ville
Taking your memory and shaking it like my ass willTake your memory and shake shake it like my ass will
Cut you like my daisies rolling up at TootsiesCut you like my daisies rolling up at tootsies
Making those cowboys go wildMake them cowboys crazy
With my good vibesWith my goody goodies
Window to the wall, babeWindow to the wall babe
Don’t come down to BroadwayDon’t come down to broadway
Unless you wanna learn your lesson the oh my god wayUnless you wanna learn your lesson the oh my lawd way
Go ahead, keep thinking I'm ice cream crying home aloneGo ahead keep thinking I'm ice creaming crying home alonely
Trust me, you ain’t gonna likeTrust me you ain’t gonna like
How good Nashville looks on meHow good Nashville looks on me

I'm feeling famousI'm feeling famous
Star of the honky-tonkStar of the honkytonk
I'm on my way upI'm on my way up
Just like a hit songJust like a hit song
I'm bacheloretta LynnI'm bacheloretta Lynn
Dressed up like revengeDressed up like revenge
So fuck youSo fuck you
Dolly pardon my FrenchDolly pardon my French
You know I'm onYou know I'm on

I'm on my way to NashvilleI'm on my way to Nashville
Leaving you in the rearviewPut you in the past ville
Taking your memory and shaking it like my ass willTake your memory and shake shake it like my ass will
Cut you like my daisies rolling up at TootsiesCut you like my daisies rolling up at tootsies
Making those cowboys go wildMake them cowboys crazy
With my good vibesWith my goody goodies
Window to the wall, babeWindow to the wall babe
Don’t come down to BroadwayDon’t come down to broadway
Unless you wanna learn your lesson the oh my god wayUnless you wanna learn your lesson the oh my lawd way
Go ahead, keep thinking I'm ice cream crying home aloneGo ahead keep thinking I'm ice creaming crying home alonely
Trust me, you ain’t gonna likeTrust me you ain’t gonna like
How good Nashville looks on meHow good Nashville looks on me