Frankie Ballard - Southern Side Lyrics

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Southern Side

Southern Side Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Southern Side By Frankie Ballard?
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 |
Who Wrote Southern Side By Frankie Ballard?
Monty Criswell, Rick Huckaby
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What's The Duration Of The Southern Side By Frankie Ballard?The duration of Southern Side is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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