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G.R.I.T.S. Lyrics

I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line
Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time
I said man come on I got a place in mind
We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line
Walked in and man his eyes got wide and when his jaw hit the floor all I could do was smile
He said man, we got some pretty women up North but I aint never seen nothin' like this
I said man these here ain't ordinary women
We call these grits

She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern draw and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
With the girls tonight man they're out on the town
Grits man, a girl raised in the South

We sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks
Breakin' his neck just scopin' the scene
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door
He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots
Short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have her much use
But she walked right to the juke box and fired it up
She had every head turnin boys' eyes was burnin'
As she made her way out to the floor
Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain't nothin but a
Oh my God she just broke it down low

Product of bein' raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern draw with dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
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Now she loves her mom and daddy and the lord to death
Good at actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
With the girls tonight man they're out on the town
Grits man, a girl raised in the South

She's a product of bein' raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern draw with dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
And her girls tonight man they're out on the town
Grits man a girl raised in the south

Yeah

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