T-Back Annie
Duration
3:29
Genres
Description
Fun, upbeat song that every red-blooded man in America (or elsewhere) can relate to!
Lyrics
She's sittin' at the bar with a cold one in her hand Her backside's showin' off her hot pink spandex strand Heavens to Betsy, goodness gracious Louise She's got all the fellas in here down on their knees Somebody says, "Man, what's her name?" I said, "It starts with a 'T' if you know what I mean..." She's T-back, T-back Annie All the cowboys checkin' out that fanny Showin' enough to make your granny blush She's T-back, T-back Annie If curves were songs she'd win a Grammy, YEAH! T-back Annie, sho'nuff She struts across the floor Says she wants to shoot some pool We all suck our guts in, man we try to look cool She says, "Rack 'em up boys, I'm gonna show you how it's done." Lord have mercy, she's a son-of-a-gun Let's all give a shout out to Calvin Klein He sure knows how to wrap 'em up real fine She's T-back, T-back Annie All the cowboys checkin' out that fanny Showin' enough to make your granny blush She's T-back, T-back Annie If curves were songs she'd win a Grammy, YEAH! T-back Annie, sho'nuff She's out there dancin' every night But the band's off key cause she's so outta sight Every guy wants her but she's lookin' at me That woman is trouble with a capital "T" They call her T-back, T-back Annie All the cowboys checkin' out that fanny Showin' enough to make your granny blush She's T-back, T-back Annie If curves were songs she'd win a Grammy, YEAH! T-back Annie, sho'nuff She's T-back, T-back Annie All the cowboys checkin' out that fanny Showin' enough to make your granny blush She's T-back, T-back Annie If curves were songs she'd win a Grammy, YEAH! T-back Annie, sho'nuff T-back Annie, sho'nuff Sho'nuff CMA's, AMA's, entertainer of the year, y'all
