I was tired of city girls
Cause that ain't where I'm from
So I filled out a profile for
downhomegirls .com
They said they'd found the perfect match
But I'm afraid that she might be
Just a little too country for me
I took her out for seafood
At the four -star Upper Deck
She asked for mountain oysters
Tied a napkin round her neck
I said, you ought to try the tuna
She said, yeah, chicken of the sea
An d that's a little too country for me
I grew up on a dirt road
We slopped halls and we talked slow
I never thought I'd say these words
But Lord, I do believe
She's a little too country
Just a tad too country
Yeah, she's a little too
country for me
But man, she was a looker
So I overlooked all that
When she said, let's go parking
Out behind the laundromat
I couldn't tell until I kissed her
But she was missing half her teeth
An d that's a little too country for me
I've shoved my share of horse dung
Eight pigs feet and cow tongue
I'm as far as you can get
from high society
But she's a little too country
Just a smidgen too country
Yeah, she's a little too country
for me
What the hell? That ain't it
It's enough sharp, just sing it
I didn't want to rush to judgment,
so I asked her out again
She said, drive out to the trailer
so you can meet my kin
Her daddy was her uncle too,
so her sister was her niece
An d that's a little too country for me
One time I kissed a cousin
No tongue or nothing
But this gal only had one branch
On her family tree
And that's a little too country
Her brother looked like a monkey
Yeah, that's a little too country
for me