Alabama Slammers

She was sittin' in the middle of two brunettes
sharin' a whiskey and beer, when she tossed back her long blonde hair.
She turned around and looked at me, with the devil in her eye
and what she said struck me dumb, she had a smile sweeter than pie.

"I like Alabama Slammers
and Back Street Banger's
Twisters, Scooters, Mississippi Mud's,
Hurricane's, and Buds"

She wrapped her arm around me
margarita in her in hand
doin' the Waterfall Waltz
and the Sugar Candi dance.

The room was spinnin' as we
went into the second innin'
feet movin' back, body forward,
'couldn't contain myself.

She leaned up closer to my ear,
I only spilled a little beer
and whispered a little secret
my heart, oooh my heart
couldn't take it any-mor'

"I like Alabama Slammers
and Back Street Banger's
Twisters, Scooters, Mississippi Mud's,
Hurricane's, and Buds"

And just when I couldn't hold back any-mor'

"I like Ferrari's and
midnight safari's,
don'tcha wanna, don'tcha wanna
come have a drink with me?
We'll drink 'til sun down
and go find us a new town
maybe a hotel and a couple of
Fireball's, and a new sound
Lynard Skynard, Johnny Cash, and James Dean."

I took that drink from her hand
shakin' so bad I could hardly stand
she grabbed her Fendi and said her goodbye's
and off to that hotel, we did fly.

The whole drive there
she stared at me with those big blue eye's
and I no, oooh no I couldn't stop a'hummin'

"I like Alabama Slammers
and Back Street Banger's
Twisters, Scooters, Mississippi Mud's,
Hurricane's, and Buds" X2