That Style Lyrics

your mama must be good lookin
cause everybody knows your name
been leaving people breathless
and ya never quite look the same

Chorus

Hey, where'd get that style
hey, where'd get that smile
Don't want to put you on trial
but you're killing us with that smile

Remember back in grade school
Innonence was never confessed
little boys were playing marbles
but you were the boss at recess chorus or instrument riff

Then you wore that low cut top
and you used to rat your hair
first one to do it in a car
others talking and you don't care

chorus

Now you've learned all the tricks
and you'll never have a double
nobody wants to mess with you
word is you're nothing but trouble

chorus

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music was written for this- rearrangement is ok

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