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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Lead Vocals
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Programming
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Renee Blair
Renee Blair
Background Vocals
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Programming
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Steel Guitar
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Songwriter
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her
Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert
Grew up on Mariah and Shania
Down a red dirt road driveway (Road driveway)
Diet Coke can rollin' round in her Camry
Wants to be a mama, yeah, she wants to get married
If you look up a "country girl" in the dictionary
You'd see her face
[Verse 2]
Just when you think you got her figured out
That's when you learn you don't know nothin' 'bout
When she goes
[Verse 3]
Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
Let's hit a buck-ten again down 55
That's my little rock 'n' roll right there
Crank till the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole 'nother side
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype
[Verse 4]
Mama knows her heart but don't know about her tattoos
Her and Casamigos put together equal bad news
She can stop your world from turning just by looking at you
And now I'm a lucky SOB when she says to me
[Verse 5]
Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
Let's hit a buck-ten again down 55
That's my little rock 'n' roll right there
Crank till the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole 'nother side
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype
[Verse 6]
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
Turning up my stereotype
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
[Verse 7]
Yeah, she's unpredictable, anything but typical
She's so original, so damn original
And she's all mine, she's everything I need
Yeah, she keeps me living on the edge of my seat, saying
[Verse 8]
Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
Let's hit a buck-ten again down 55
That's my little rock 'n' roll right there
Crank till the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole 'nother side
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype
[Verse 9]
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
Turning up my stereo
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype
[Verse 10]
At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her
Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert
Grew up on Mariah and Shania
Down a red dirt road driveway
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype
Written by: Cole Swindell, Jordan Schmidt, Michael Hardy
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