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Southern Side Video (MV)




Performed By: Frankie Ballard
Length: 3:11
Written by: Monty Criswell, Rick Huckaby




Frankie Ballard - Southern Side Lyrics




You're cuttin' up those turnip greens
Drummin' pots and pans in the kitchen
Dancin' 'round to Little Feat
And singin' Dixie Chicken
At the small of your back
I see that Ole Miss tattoo
Baby I love the southern side of you

Come on
Well up on the north side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your east and west
I need those arms to hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair of cutoffs jeans like you do
Baby I love the southern side of you
Oh oh

The taste of your kiss
Is like July Georgia peaches
Your skin's been bronzed
By those Alabama beaches
You say Tennessee whiskey
Always gets you in the mood
Baby I love the southern side of you yeah

Well up on the north side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your east and west
I need those arms to hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair of cutoffs jeans like you do
Baby I love the southern side of you
(Oh oh oh)

Yeah the way I look at you
Girl I hope it shows
That I'm all about you
From your head down to your toes

Well up on the north side baby
I get lost in your eyes
And on your east and west
I need those arms to hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair of cutoffs jeans like you do
Baby I love the southern side of you
Baby I love the southern side
Of you
(Oh oh oh)
I love the southern side of you
Yeah baby
Shake it mama
Shake it
I love the southern side of you
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You're cuttin' up those turnip greens
Drummin' pots and pans in the kitchen
Dancin' 'round to Little Feat
And singin' Dixie Chicken
At the small of your back
I see that Ole Miss tattoo
Baby I love the southern side of you

Come on
Well up on the north side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your east and west
I need those arms to hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair of cutoffs jeans like you do
Baby I love the southern side of you
Oh oh

The taste of your kiss
Is like July Georgia peaches
Your skin's been bronzed
By those Alabama beaches
You say Tennessee whiskey
Always gets you in the mood
Baby I love the southern side of you yeah

Well up on the north side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your east and west
I need those arms to hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair of cutoffs jeans like you do
Baby I love the southern side of you
(Oh oh oh)

Yeah the way I look at you
Girl I hope it shows
That I'm all about you
From your head down to your toes

Well up on the north side baby
I get lost in your eyes
And on your east and west
I need those arms to hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair of cutoffs jeans like you do
Baby I love the southern side of you
Baby I love the southern side
Of you
(Oh oh oh)
I love the southern side of you
Yeah baby
Shake it mama
Shake it
I love the southern side of you
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Writer: Monty Criswell, Rick Huckaby
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.


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