You should see her every morning
In my faded flannel shirt
Wearing her big bear slippers
She´s so sexy that it hurts
And when I take her to the city
You should see her turning heads
They´ve never seen nothin´ so pretty
She can´t help but know ´em dead, yeah yeah

Chorus :
She´s got a kiss that burns me down
She´s got a touch that makes me come unwound
She´s got a smile that knocks me to the ground
My baby´s got the kinda love a man can wrap around

She´s the perfect combination
Of Ginger and Mary-Ann
Down home sophistication
Ain´t no lines in her tan
Sometimes she likes to hear Sinatra
Sometimes ZZ Top
But if you crank "La Cucaracha"
She´ll dance until you drop

Chorus

Oh, I don´t think God ever
Never made anything better

Chorus