If it's not those cowboy boots in the summer
Oh my God, I'd pray for another
Chance to drive down back highways
Till I stumble upon your beautiful face
Your presence isn't what kills me
It's that artistic gleam
It's takin' over my scenery dream by dream
You might think
I'm incapable of loving a soul like yours
You might think
I'm a fool for you '
Cause girl you got style and that's what
I love about you
The way that you sit back; oh how you sit back, and watch this grow
You got dreams and therefore
I believe in you
All the small town people with their big remarks
They ain't got jack to say about my movie star
If it's not the fact that I'm a wee bit younger
Or the truth that I'm so naive
My heart keeps leaping back to you like a dog tied to a tree
I know it sounds crazy, it's ridiculous to me
But without you by my side, girl
You might think
I'm incapable of loving a soul like yours
You might think
I'm a fool for you '
Cause girl you got style and that's what
I love about you
The way that you sit back; oh how you sit back, and watch this grow
You got dreams and therefore
I believe in you
All the small town people with their big remarks
They ain't got jack to say about my movie star
she's got style
Ba da dada da da dada
Da Da wo-o she's got style
Ba da dada da da dada
Da Da wo-o
All the small town people with their big remarks
They aint got jack to say about my movie star
she's got style