Intro: AG-A (x2)
DDsus
She came through the front door lookin'
DA
Fast as a big train' bookin' down the line
GA
She was lookin' fine
DDsus
Long and lean and dressed to kill
D
Stacked up high with perfect wheels
A
And there ain't no chance
GA
That girl would ever dance with me
EEsusE
She got all those city boys out pushin and shovin
EEsusEA country boy like me don't ever get no uptown lovin'
A
(She's) sweet
G
She's got em meltin' in her hand
A
Whoever gets a taste of that cup of sugar
G
Sure is a lucky man
AG
She's sweet, she's babe-alicious
A
I can't reach that Georgia peach
GA
She sure looks delicious
DDsus
I had nothin' else to do
D
So I threw down two more shots of booze
AGA
And it made me strong, I strapped my courage on
DDsusD
I said would you like to drink by chance
A
No what I mean is would you like to dance with me
GA
Please, in my best southernese
EEsusE
Got hot out on the dance floor when she whispered in my ear
EEsusE
I think I found me a country-boy let's get outta here
A
(I said) sweet
G
I'm meltin' in her hand
A
I feel like a spoon in a cup of blonde sugar
G
You're all lookin' at a lucky man
AG
I said sweet, she's babe-alicious
A
That Georgia peach is now in my reach
GA
And don't she look delicious
Instrumental: EDA (x2)
REPEAT Chorus 2
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