A city girl with a country heart. I write about line dancing, pancakes, and the occasional soldier. But only if he can two-step.
and make a mess of the floor during fishin’ in the dark, I’m like

sometimes it’s like

in the front bar

in the back bar

even though you’ve been going for months and all your friends know it, when it comes on you just want to
wait y’all actually have a dance to four on the floor?

I’m like, uh,

and take my rightful place on the front line, it’s like

and the answer is “oh yeah we played it already”

girls are like

and I’m just like

I’m just like

and expects me to be able to make heads or tails of it, I’m just like
