Dang, girl, look at you
Stopping me in my boots
What's a country boy to do, but say
Uh uh
Stop beating my chest up
You're down right dangerous
That shake got me gitty up
Got my eyes what what
Sippin' on this seven-seven
Never been this close to heaven
Got the pretty turned up to eleven
Droppin' them dead on the dance floor
Somebody better call a doctor
She's a little heart stopper
I'm talkin' breaker breaker one-niner
She's a flatliner, oh she's a flatliner
Dang, girl, I'm done
I ain't never seen no one
Poppin' it like a cold one
Droppin' down like oh oh
Oh my, I see the light
I don't mean the neon kind
One kiss from you tonight will send me on to the other side
Sippin' on this seven-seven
Never been this close to heaven
Got the pretty turned up to eleven
Droppin' them dead on the dance floor
Somebody better call a doctor
She's a little heart stopper
I'm talkin' breaker breaker one-niner
She's a flatliner, oh she's a flatliner
Dang, girl, look at you
Stopping me in my boots
What's a country boy to do
What would Dierk do
Yeah, sippin' on this seven-seven
Never been this close to heaven
Got the pretty turned up to eleven
Droppin' them dead on the dance floor
Somebody better call a doctor
She's a little heart stopper
I'm talkin' breaker breaker one-niner
She's a flatliner
Sippin' on this seven-seven
Never been this close to heaven
Got the pretty turned up to eleven
Droppin' them dead on the dance floor
Somebody better call a doctor
She's a little heart stopper
I'm talkin' breaker breaker one-niner
She's a flatliner, oh
She's a flatliner
Yeah, she's a flatliner
Writer(s): COLE SWINDELL, MATT BRONLEEWE, JARON BOYER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © ESSENTIAL MUSIC PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
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