That Got The Girl

Now these old blue jeans

May not look like much of anything

Kinda old and torn and worn out at the seams

But they're everything, believe it or not

'Cause they got the pocket that holds my old leather key ring

And this is the key that started the car

That drove to the coast and the little beach bar

That needed a singer to sing to sing a few songs

And bring in a crowd and get 'em singin' along

This is the old beat-up guitar

That played a few tunes for the tips in the jar

That bought her the drink that got me that first dance

That started the talk, the dare to the walk on the beach

That got me the kiss that got the girl

Well, you never suspect - nope!

How one by one by one that them dots connect

Never know which domino's gonna domino next

What the heck, I just know it works

And she's lookin' pretty damn good runnin' 'round here

In my Pensacola Beach T-Shirt

And this is the key that started the car

That drove to the coast and the little beach bar

That needed a singer to sing a few songs

And bring in a crowd and get 'em singin' along

This is the old beat-up guitar

That played a few tunes for the tips in the jar

That bought her the drink that got me that first dance

That started the talk, the dare to the walk on the beach

That got me the kiss that got the girl

Well, let's end this little love song

I bet you know what I wrote it on

This is the old beat-up guitar

That played a few tunes for the tips in the jar

That bought her the drink that got me that first dance

This is the key that started the car

That drove to the coast and the little beach bar

That needed a singer to sing a few songs

We brought in a crowd and got 'em singin' along

This is the old beat-up guitar

That played a few tunes for the tips in the jar

That bought her the drink that got me that first dance

That started the talk, the dare to the walk on the beach

That got me the kiss that got the girl

Yeah I got the girl

I got that girl, I still got the girl

Still got them old blue jeans, too