Album Name : Dirty Rotten Filthy Stinking Rich
Release Date : 1989-01-31
Song Duration : 4:05
Warrant In The Sticks
I said "Hey now baby ain't you the girl next door?" reet petite you must not eat but I be you know the score friday night don't sit at home let's track up the bend and maybe if I'm lucky I'll steal a kiss or maybe even hold your hand yeah.
Huh
Something 'bout you sweetheart well I just can't explain you're not like those city girls I don't think so anyway and I can't sleep a wink at night hopin' dreams come true you're gonna be a brand new kind of girl when I get through with you.
(In the sticks is where I lay)
Hey girl I got love
(In the sticks is what I play)
Love enough for you
In the sticks it's just you and me baby and I ain't no country hick but me and the city we just don't match.
Huh
Dancin' on a moonbeam when I finally caught your name said "You had to be goin' soon." and I said that "That's a shame." took you down to the willow pond where the cat tails real high and in a few brief moments we waved our childhood goodbye.
CHORUS
Go!
Oh oh oh oh oh yeah
In the sticks it's just you and me baby and I ain't no country hick but me and the city we just don't match.
Oh yeah
In the sticks ooh where it's you and me baby and I ain't no country hick but me and the city we just don't match.
Just don't match
Just don't match
Oh oh ooh ooh