Everything She Ain’t

Everything She Ain’t - Hailey Whitters

Lyrics by：Hailey Whitters/Bryan Simpson/Ryan Tyndell

Composed by：Hailey Whitters/Bryan Simpson/Ryan Tyndell

She ain't a peach you oughta be pickin'

She ain't the cup of tea you oughta be sippin'

She treats you like you're broke like you need fixin'

You ain't gettin' nothing back for all that you're givin'

If you're good with who you're kissin' c'est la vie

But I can show you what you're missin' yeah boy I can be

The whiskey in your soda the lime to your Corona

Shotgun in your Tacoma the Audrey to your Hank

She's got a little style and a Hollywood smile

But believe me honey good as money in the bank

I'm everything she is and everything she ain't

She sees diamonds but I'm seein' stars

You should leave her on an island

Dance with me in this bar

Honey there's plenty of fish in the sea

But if you take a second look

You'll see there's only one of me

The whiskey in your soda the lime to your Corona

Shotgun in your Tacoma the Audrey to your Hank

She's got a little style and a Hollywood smile

But believe me honey good as money in the bank

I'm everything she is and everything she ain't

She's all wrong for you

Just the girl next-door you know is right as rain

The whiskey in your soda the lime to your Corona

Shotgun in your Tacoma the Audrey to your Hank

She's got a little style and a Hollywood smile

But believe me honey good as money in the bank

I'm everything she is and everything she ain't

Yeah I'm everything she is and everything she ain't