Song Length |
2:58 |
Genre |
Country - General |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
She struts in wearin' cutoffs and a ten-dollar smile,
That red lipstick got trouble written in style.
Bartender nods like, "Here we go again,"
Every cowboy in the room tryin' to pretend.
(Pre-Chorus)
She don't want a love song, she wants a beat,
Somethin' that burns like Tennessee heat.
(Chorus)
She's neon and a wild one, boots on fire,
Two-steppin' hearts right into the wire.
She don't need permission, don't ask your name,
She's dancin' through the smoke like a runaway flame.
If you ain't ready for the ride, son, better run--
She's a shot of whiskey, neon and a wild one.
(Verse 2)
She's got a thing for outlaws and old guitars,
Rides shotgun in lifted-up muscle cars.
She don't fall easy, but when she does--
It ain't for roses, it's for sparks and buzz.
(Pre-Chorus)
So crank that jukebox, let it scream,
She's lookin' for trouble in faded jeans.
(Chorus)
She's neon and a wild one, boots on fire,
Two-steppin' hearts right into the wire.
She don't need permission, don't ask your name,
She's dancin' through the smoke like a runaway flame.
If you ain't ready for the ride, son, better run--
She's a shot of whiskey, neon and a wild one.
(Bridge)
You think you can tame her? Boy, bless your soul.
She'll leave you cryin' in a dust bowl of rock 'n' roll.
(Final Chorus)
Yeah, she's neon and a wild one, boots on fire,
Two-steppin' hearts right into the wire.
She ain't slowin' down till the break of dawn--
Then she's gone like the wind, singin' her own song.
If you're lookin' for love, well she ain't the one--
But you'll never forget that neon wild one.