Down in Alabama they wear them little cutoffs*
In Georgia it's cameo bikini tops,
South Carolina layin' on the Myrtle Beach,
Panama City drinkin' shots for free
That time I went out to California, had to dodge them on the pch,
And over there in Little Rock sunnin' on the bass boat, sippin' on a cold one out on the lake
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Them sunshines babies
All across the land workin' on a tan
Drivin' country boys crazy
All oiled down with a beer in their hand
Easy to spot, way too hot
I'm diggin' on what they got
Them sunshine babies
Hat turned backwards, flyin' down a back road
CJ 7, headed for a swimmin' hole
Me and the boys, hangin' out of the doors
Ain't got no fishin' pole, got no lures
'Cause what we're afters layin' up on the bank
They're jumpin' off that old rope swing
They're barefoot in the mud, cooler on the tailgate
I can see them now, shakin' their thing
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Them sunshines babies
All across the land workin' on a tan
Drivin' country boys crazy
All oiled down with a beer in their hand
Easy to spot, way too hot
I'm diggin' on what they got
Them sunshine babies
Yeah, I'm diggin' on what they got
Drivin' country boys crazy
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Jeremy Stover, Justin Moore
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