Tom: C
Introdução:
C
I could tell she was a hot rod when she walked in all alone
F
Made a pit stop at the front bar, in a puff of smoke was gone
G
I followed her smell of perfume, cause she was too far out of sight
C F G C
Tried to catch up but the girl was running one hell of a race tonight
C
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven,
Bb G
Honky-tonk dancin' machine,
G Bb C
All it takes to keep her tuned up is boots and Wrangler jeans,
C Bb F
She scoots about fifty times around the floor on one shot of Jim Beam
G
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven,
C
honky-tonk dancin' machine
C
There's a guy on every corner, watching her make the bend
F
Hoping he'll be the next one to take her for a spin
G
She's not the kind that can be hot wired with money or romance
C F G C
Got a body for pleasure, but all she wants to do is dance
C
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven,
Bb G
Honky-tonk dancin' machine,
G Bb C
All it takes to keep her tuned up is boots and Wrangler jeans,
C Bb F
She scoots about fifty times around the floor on one shot of Jim Beam
G
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven,
C
honky-tonk dancin' machine
INSTR: CHORUS CHORDS
C Bb F
She scoots about fifty times around the floor on one shot of Jim Beam
G
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven,
C
honky-tonk dancin' machine
G
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven,
C F G C
honky-tonk dancin' machine