Lyrics Reba McEntire

Reba McEntire

I'll Have What She's Having

No, I don't want no 'Jack n Coke'

Please sit me where there ain't no smoke

Dont want nothin' cloudin' up my eyes

But you see that girl all over there

Actin' like she's on thin air

There got to be a secret to her smile

Well, I think that I just found him

And he's twirlin' her around

I'd like to place my order

You might want to write this down

I'll have what she's havin'

I want what she's got

Someone sweet as he can be

And by the way, that hot

A tall order, I suppose

But if you could find me one of those

I'll have what she's havin'

Well, I like the way he looks at her

It's plain to see, he knows the words

That makes her shine from 40 feet away

If there's any justice in this world

He's got a twin who wants a girl

Who looks like me, excuse me while I pray

So if you could slip my number

In that pocket on his hip

It would be appreciated

And reflected in your tip

I'll have what she's havin'

I want what she's got

Someone sweet as he can be

And by the way, that hot

A tall order, I suppose

But if you can find me one of those

I'll have what she's havin'

A tall order, I suppose

But if you can find me one of those

I'll have what she's havin'

Well, I know it's wrong to think of it

But why should she have all of it

I'll have what she's havin'

Oh, I'll have what she's havin'