Tim McGraw - Lookin' For That Girl Lyrics

That girl, she's a party, all nighter
Little 'Funky Cold Medina
Little 'Strawberry Winer
That girl, she's a love gone stringer
Me a year old bum country singer
That girl, she's the walk on the wild side
She's the day glory snow ride
Low ride, good time

If you see her tell her I'm lookin' for
That girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find, I'll be spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl

Sun down, heaven town
Drivin' 'round, hittin' the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl

That girl she's a sugar-sweet drive by
Hold my dreams in her blue jeans oh my
Yellow hammer south Georgia
Mississippi chick
Drink cherry wine
Louisiana lipstick

That girl likes to drink it up real loud
Blowing smoke in a back broke rebel cloud
Drop it down summer heat
I gotta seat up high, silver rebel seat

Waiting for that girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find
Got me spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl

Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl

Hair like a field of corn
Body like a honey comb
Smile like a country song
Baby, where you've been?
That girl, that girl, that girl
That girl, that girl, that girl

Looking for that girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find
Got me spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl

Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
Yeah, maybe you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl

I've been waiting for that girl

Hair like a field of corn
Body like a honey comb
Smile like a country song
Baby, climb on in