You don't beat or cheat on southern women
We might be belles but we can raise some hell
From the perfect curls and a-line dresses
To the Louisville sluggers hidden in the closet
Do you know what you're in for?
You better think twice
I'm everything you wished for
A little bit of paradise
But I'm redneck crazy
If you're gonna call me
Boy, you better know how to run, run
I look great in a white or black dress
Are you on my bucket or hit list?
It's your choice but
Don't say that I never warned you boy
Momma taught me table manners but
Daddy taught me how to hold a rifle
And aim how to shoot some game
From "Goodbye Earl", "Gun Powder and Lead"
To Carrie's "Church Bells" I learned from the best
Do you know what you're in for?
You better think twice
I'm everything you wished for
A little bit of paradise
But I'm redneck crazy
If you're gonna call me
Boy, you better know how to run, run
I look great in a white or black dress
Are you on my bucket or hit list?
It's your choice
Your choice
If you want a perfect woman
Well, sorry that ain't me
No, I'm the match to your fire
We're burning' kerosene
You're hooked on me
Hooked on me like nicotine
Wanting more wanting more
Wanting more more more more
Of my Redneck crazy
But if you're gonna call me
Boy, you better know how to run, run
Cause I'm Redneck crazy
If you're gonna call me
Boy, you better know how to run, run
I look great in a white or black dress
Are you on my bucket or hit list
It's your choice
But don't say that I never warned you boy