Independent Kind

Independent Kind (3:09)

She's the kinda gal likes talkin' to the truckers
When she's drivin' through the pourin' rain
The kind that can get into a whole mess of trouble
Then get right out again
She loves her whiskey and she loves her wine
She's been drunk under a table or two
So how's it gonna be when you bring her home to mama
Oh what's a poor boy to do

She's got fire in her belly
Lightenin' in her eyes
Thunder rolls inside his heart
Every time he tries
To please her 'cause he knows
* Somewhere in his mind
She's the fast drivin' hard lovin' independent kind

You can dress her up in your haute couture
You can try and teach a manner or three
Pray that her four letter words disappear
You can beg her on bended knees
But when she slides into her favorite cowboy boots
Run like the devil from the hounds
Cause everywhere she goes trouble with a T
Seems to follow her all around town

Chorus
* That he'll never find
Another one like her she's the independent kind

Instrumental Bridge

She's the kinda gal that don't like sittin'
In one spot for too long
The kind that'll jump right up on the dance floor
Every time she hears her song
She'll let you hold her close for a slow one
But be careful when the band kicks in
Cause if you blink once when you turn around
She'll be dancin' with your best friend

Chorus
* Somewhere down the line
She'll leave him cause she's the hard lovin'
Independent kind
Yeh she'll leave him cause she's the tough lovin'
Independent kind

written by Amy Fisher
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