Work On Me Lyrics by Dasha
[Intro]
Uh, huh
[Verse 1]
Well I heard you from across the bar
Over clinkin' glasses
Like a work of art
I'm a sucker for an accent
From somewhere far
Can ya blame me?
I'm a Californian girl with a southern heart
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't know your first or your last name, baby
If you're going home to a hometown lady
The way you grip the can I can tell that you're just my type
You like, you like
[Chorus]
Workin' with your hands
Till they're covered in grease
Fixin' up your Bronco in the Tennessee heat
Something dirty on my mind
And you got dirt on your jeans
Well I'm a lil' broken, baby
Could you work on me?
Could you work on me? Ah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Well my heart's been through the mud
A couple assholes before you kinda fucked me up
What's the worst than can happen from a little fun?
I'm a real smart girl who likes getting a little dumb
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't need to know your first and last name, baby
If you're going home to a hometown lady
Longhorn on your buckle, I can tell you're just my type
You like, you like
[Chorus]
Workin' with your hands
Till they're covered in grease
Fixin' up your Bronco in the Tennessee heat
Something dirty on my mind
And you got dirt on your jeans
Well I'm a lil' broken, baby
Could you work on
[Chorus]
A body needing something to make it feel brand new?
I'm a couple shots deep and a couple screws loose
Something dirty on my mind
And you got dirt on your jeans
Well I'm a lil' broken, baby
Could you work on me?
[Post-Chorus]
Could you work on me?
Could you work on me? Uh, huh
Well I'm a lil' broken, baby
Could you work on me?
Work On Me (Official Music Video)