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If it's not those cowboy boots in the summerOh my God I'd pray for anotherChance to drive down back highwaysTil I stumble upon your beautiful faceYour presence isn't what kills meIt's that artistic gleamThat's taking over my sceneryDream by dreamYou might think I'm incapableOf loving a soul like yoursYou might think I'm a foolFor you'Cause girl you got styleAnd that's what I love about youThe way that you sit back (oh, how you sit back)And watch this growYou got dreamsAnd therefore I believe in youAll the small town people with their big remarksThey ain't got jack to say about my movie starShe's got styleSongtexteBadada dadadadadadada dadada hoooooo ohhhShe's got styleBadada dadadadadadada dadada hoooooo ohhhIf it's not the fact that I'm a wee bit youngerOr the truth that I'm so naiveMy heart keeps leaping back to you Like a dog tied to a treeI know it sounds crazyIt's ridiculous to me But without you by my side girlYou might think I'm incapableOf loving a soul like yoursYou might think I'm a foolFor you'Cause girl you got styleAnd that's what I love about youThe way that you sit back (oh, how you sit back)And watch this growYou got dreamsAnd therefore I believe in youAll the small town people with their big remarksThey ain't got jack to say about my movie star she's got style Aus Songtexte Mania