Letra de Roots

If I Were Gibson Guitar, I'd Have One String Out Of Whack
If Were Record Of The Year, I'd Be The B-Side Bonus Track
If I Were A Bright Light, Over Night Pop Star
I'd Be So Out Of Place, On The Cover Of A Rolling Stone
With Chocolate On My Face

I'm A Flyby Nighter, I'm A Bad Nail Biter
I'm A One Lane Driver, In A Two Lane Town
So All That Means Is I'm A Real Mans Queen
With Roots Under Mine Crown

If I Were A Party, I'd Be Thirty Minutes Late
The Beer Be Hot and I'd Get Caught
Taking A Bite Of The Birthday Cake
If Were Bright Red Stilettos, I'd Be Tripping All Over Myself
So, On The Stairway to Heaven, I'm Gonna Need a Little Help

I'm A Flyby Nighter, I'm A Bad Nail Biter
I'm A One Lane Driver, In A Two Lane Town
So All That Means Is I'm A Real Mans Queen
With Roots Under Mine Crown

Don't Take Me Out
Dress Me Up
Let's Stay Home
I'm All Yours Now

I'm A Flyby Nighter, I'm A Bad Nail Biter
I'm A One Lane Driver, In A Two Lane Town
So All That Means Is I'm A Real Mans Queen
With Roots Under Mine Crown

I'm A Flyby Nighter, I'm A Bad Nail Biter
I'm A One Lane Driver, In A Two Lane Town
So All That Means Is I'm A Real Mans Queen
With Roots Under Mine Crown

Don't Take Me Out
Dress Me Up
Let's Stay Home
I'm All Yours Now