Girls Like That - Travis Tritt

Five foot nine, long legs clear up to there

High heel shoes, short skirt with her shoulders bare

It’s easy to see she’s got her style down pat

Got a way of walkin' like a wild bobcat

Well, you gotta love the Lord for makin' girls like that

She likes pickup trucks and longnecks

And she loves to dance

She can steal your heart in a second with a single glance

Skin tight jeans and a cowboy hat

Hit a boy harder than a baseball bat

Well, you gotta love the Lord for makin' girls like that

Well I wouldn’t call myself a righteous man

But I thank heaven every chance I can

For sending Eve to Adam when this old world first began

--- Instrumental ---

Well, I wouldn’t call myself a righteous man

But I thank heaven every chance I can

For sending Eve to Adam when this old world first began

You can find them on a city street or down a country road

Natural born beauties turning heads everywhere they go

Take your breath away like a tire gone flat

Make a man cry like a little spoiled brat

Well, you gotta love the Lord for makin' girls like that

Yes, you gotta love the Lord for makin' girls like that

Well, you gotta love the Lord for makin' girls like that

--- Instrumental to fade ---

Umm ummm

Girl

You gotto move on

Girl like that

Woo for making a girl like that

Making a girl like that

Umm emmm…