I luv ya

You wake up, your hair´s a mess
You´re all legs in my old t-shirt
Ah, that´s when you look the best
Oh, I luv ya

Fuzzy slippers, coffee mug
Rubbin´ your eyes you say don´t look
I swear I could eat you up
Girl, I luv ya

Chorus:
You don´t need no red dress Mama
You don´t need no big hairdo
A natural born beauty just the way you are
With twenty-two freckles and a rose tattoo

Out in the garden in garden gloves
Dirt on your cheek, A smile on your face
In the middle of buttercups
Baby, I luv ya

Chorus:
You don´t need no red dress Mama
You don´t need no big hairdo
A natural born beauty just the way you are
With twenty-two freckles and a rose tattoo

Cindy Crawford, she´s all right
Julia Roberts, ah she just ain´t my type
You on the couch in them old levis
Girl, I luv ya
Just what you are
Just what I like
God, I luv ya