How did I get here? How did I get you?
How did a boy from nowhere catch them ocean view eyes, so blue?
Damn girl, lay 'em on me again
Way outta my league, sometimes I laugh
Wearing that champagne dress, girl
It's hard not to brag, well, I don't mind
Spin around for me one more time
I might like cheap beer and real bad jokes
Trucks that don't start and quick stop smokes
But I got good taste in women
Yeah, I sleep like a baby in a Motel 6
I like dive bar bands that can't sing a lick
But I got good taste in women
Looking at you just looking at me
Got everybody thinking I'm high class living
I got good taste in women, yeah
Oh, baby, I love what that says about you
Maybe rough around the edges is just what you're into
Damn, girl, that brings a smile to face
'Cause at the end of the day
I might like cheap beer and real bad jokes
Trucks that don't start and quick stop smokes
But I got good taste in women
Yeah, I sleep like a baby in a Motel 6
I like dive bar bands that can't sing a lick
But I got good taste in women
Looking at you just looking at me
Got everybody thinking I'm high class living
I got good taste in women, yeah
Take a little high life and Dom Pérignon
Pour 'em both together, make something strong
And it's you and me, girl
A little pawn shop rock and a string of pearls
You be Marilyn, baby, I'll be Merl'
That's you and me, girl
That's you and me, girl
I might like cheap beer and real bad jokes
Trucks that don't start and quick stop smokes
But I got good taste in women
Yeah, I sleep like a baby in a Motel 6
I like dive bar bands that can't sing a lick
But I got good taste in women
Looking at you just looking at me
Got everybody thinking I'm high class living
I got good taste in women
I got good taste in women, yeah
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