Now being from the south, I never had a doubt
What kind of girl I want, I'd pick a Georgia peach
Or a Mississippi queen, or a Dallas debutante
But I met a little blond from above and beyond
The Mason/Dixon line, now she ain't a Dixie dumpling'
But let me tell you something, lord she more than qualifies
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, she's just as pretty as can be
She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell
She's got every quality
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, So she's fine and dandy with me
verse 2
I took her home for Christmas, to try some southern dishes
My mama's famous for, but mama through a fit
'cause she wouldn't eat her grits
It was looking like the civil war, I was hoping like the devil
That they?d meet up in the middle, but neither one would budge
Then I heard them in the kitchen,
A laughing and a gigglin? singin? hunka hunka burning love
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, she's just as pretty as can be
She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell
She's got every quality
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me
Bridge
No, she ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell
She's got every quality
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me
Tag
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me