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MUD FLAP (featuring Dillon Dixon-vocals)



Credits
Lyric Credits: Chris Gantry, Jon Roniger and Sam Cooper
Music Credits: Chris Gantry, Jon Roniger and Sam Cooper
Producer Credits: Sam Cooper
Publisher Credits: Gantry/Studio 33, Roniger Music, Jericat Music
Performance Credits: Dillon Dixon--vocals, Sam Cooper--all instruments
Label Credits: Red Heart Records
Description
Short Song Description:
story of a backwoods girl who makes good
Metadata
Song Length 3:12
Primary Genre Country-Contemporary
Tempo / Feel Country-Rock
Tempo / Feel Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Language English
Lyrics
MUD FLAP
music and words by Chris Gantry, Jon Roniger and Sam Cooper © 2010
615-469-4067 jericat@yahoo.com

Her daddy called her Mud Flap, dirty little girl,
Living in the back woods, playin' with the squirrels,
Big thing each week, was a Saturday bath,
Go to church in the barfoot, all the other kids laughed.
Just 'bout when she turned ten,
She started growing like a dandelion,
Fighting in the school yard, had a smart mouth,
In trouble nearly all the time.

Mud Flap, just like that, in a blink of an eye,
Who'd a thunk that little caterpillar would change to a butterfly?
Flimsy dress, hair's a mess and legs clean off the map,
Baby, well the truth is really, she's a Hillbilly filly,
Everybody called her Mud Flap.

Mama gave her whoopins, mischievious one,
Shot her brother in the behind, with his own BB gun.
Spit balls in the classroom, back row makin' noise,
Nine ball in the pool hall, takin' money from the boys,
Suddenly at seventeen, her body starts peakin',
All bustin' out in curves,
Sweet cream butter, honey from the hive,
A little bit of peach preserves.

Mud Flap, just like that, in a blink of an eye,
Who'd a thunk that little caterpillar would change to a butterfly?
Flimsy dress, hair's a mess and legs clean off the map,
Baby, well truth is really, she's a Hillbilly filly,
Everybody calls her Mud Flap.

Changed her name, went to New York City,
Took a job in a coffee shop,
Caught the eye of a big time agent,
Who took her right to the top.

Mud Flap, just like that, blink of an eye,
Who'd a thunk that little caterpillar would change to a butterfly?
The world knows her best in a designer dress and those legs clean off the map.
Well the truth is really, she's a Hillbilly filly,
The world knows her best in a designer dress and those legs clean off the map.
Well the truth is really, she's a Hillbilly filly,
We still call her Mud Flap.ruth is really, she's a Hillbilly filly,
We still call her Mud Flap.
We still call her Mud Flap.
(vamp out)