Dynamite lyrics

by

Toby Keith


[Verse 1: Colt Ford]
She ain't no champagne girl
Whiskey on the rocks in her own little world
High heels, redhead, jeans painted on
With that red lipstick singin' let's get it on
The song, the song comin' through your radio, feel the beat
Pump, pump to Marvin Gaye, baby let's go

[Chorus: Waterloo Revival]
Hey, swingin' like a lot of flame, insane
Friday night, feelin' right, rockin' like a hurricane
Whoa, hit you like a freight train, love pain
Good time, moonshine, party like crazy
Hands in the air just wavin', wavin'
Girl gettin' low down, baby, baby
The way she gets me high with those seductive eyes
Blowin' up my heart, boom, boom, she's dynamite
Whoa, whoa

[Verse 2: Colt Ford]
She packs a pistol in her purse
The girl James Dean, she'll hit you where it hurts
The real deal, don't care what anybody thinks
She gets what she wants, finds what she needs
The song, the song comin' through your radio, feel the beat
Pump, pump to Billie Jean, baby let's go
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