Songwriter: Jessica Hershey



Walking the red carpet at the awards show

Out of the corner of my eye

Standing at the rope line

Looking like some real fine wine

In a sequined dress with diamonds in her ears

As I passed her by

she said I guess I' m not in your crosshairs

And I said baby I'm parched and dry

And I wish you were beer 



Because right now I don't need a ten

I need an ice cold three point two

Something I can hold tight in my hand

A real down-home homebrew

I don't even want to choose between white or red

Am I making myself clear

What I need tonight don't even got to be lite baby

I wish you were beer





As I walked by she brushed my hand

She said let me get this right

Because I don't look like a country girl

You're gonna walk on by

I think I can show you something and make it very clear

Would that put me in your crosshairs

And I said baby I'm parched and dry

And I wish you were beer 



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She pulled open that sequined skirt

And said here baby have a look

Underneath all she was wearing

Was a skin-tight pair of Daisy Dukes



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