作曲 : Mullins, Wiseman
Time by lady 
RolexBody by 
BowflexHair by 
Hollywood salon
Bag by Louis 
VuittonHigh heels, 
Manolo Blahniks
Tanqueray gin and tonics
Sunglass by 
GucciNever been to 
Chatter, hoochie
She may look like 
New York, 
Miami, L.A.
But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain't that way
She got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country in her
Friday, Soho
That's where all the cool, cool people go
Shake your pelvis
That's how you get behind the velvet
Disco at the 
Air BarBut what 
I really miss is a guitar
With a whammy bar
Going wah, wah, wah, wah
She may look like 
New York, 
Miami, L.A.
But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain't that way
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country in her
Ah, hang on!
She's got a little country, got a little country
I said, she's got a little country, got a little country in her
Got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country, got a little country
Giddy up!She's runnin' with the big dogs, she's livin' on the high hog
We're rolling in the hay every night
She's even saying yeehaw ridin' that hillbilly seesaw
We're having us a ball and holding on tight
She may look like 
New York, 
Miami, L.A.
But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain't that way
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
Got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country
She got a little country, got a little country, got a little country in her