- Michelle Poe - "Just One Of The Boys"
(Tammy Hyler, Adrienne Follese and Shaunna Bolton)
I got ripped up jeans an' rawhide boots,
Stiletto heels an' a thousand moods,
I'm at home in my pick-up or somebody's stretch limo.
In the southern sun, I've been known to faint;
But don't underestimate my strength:
If I'm backed in a corner, I can hold my own.
Sunday driver, I'm a NASCAR ace.
When the sun goes down, that's when I pick up the pace.
I like livin' it up, an' lettin' my hair down:
A little Tequila gets me unwound.
I like to party an' make a lot of noise,
Just like one of the boys.
I need my space but I'm cool in a crowd,
Like listenin' to Mozart or rockin' it out.
Just gimme a camp fire, an' I'll be the last to go home.
I love bein' in love but I just can't commit.
Like keepin' it simple but I must admit,
On the buckin' bronco of life, even I have been thrown.
I love kittens, an' paintin' my toes.
But when the sun goes down, what I like most:
I like livin' it up, an' lettin' my hair down:
A little Tequila gets me unwound.
I like to party an' make a lot of noise,
Just like one of the boys.
Sugar an' spice an' soft as a woman:
Snakes an' snails an' tough as a man.
An' I like who I am.
I like livin' it up.
I like livin' it up, an' lettin' my hair down:
A little Tequila gets me unwound.
I like to party an' make a lot of noise,
Just like one of the boys.
There's a lot more to me than perfume an' poise:
I'm just one of the boys.
