How did I get here? How did I get you? How did a boy from nowhere catch the motion?Do eyes so blue? Damn girl, lay them on me again.Way out of my league, sometimes I laugh.Wearing that champagne dress, girl, it's hard not to brag.Well, I don't mind, spin it round for me one more time.I might like cheap beer and real bad jokes.Drugs that don't start and quick stop smokes.But I got good taste in women.Yeah, I sleep like a baby in a Motel 6.I like die-hard fans that can't sing a lick.But I got good taste in women.Looking at you, just looking at me.Got everybody thinking I'm high-class living.I got good taste in women.Yeah, well, baby, I love what that says about you.Maybe rough around the edges is just what you're into.Damn girl, that brings a smile to my face.Cause at the end of the day, I might like cheap beer and real bad jokes.Drugs that don't start and quick stop smokes.But I got good taste in women.Yeah, I sleep like a baby in a Motel 6.I like die-hard fans that can't sing a lick.But I got good taste in women.Looking at you, just looking at me.Got everybody thinking I'm high-class living.I got good taste in women.Yeah, take a little high life and don't carry on.Pour a boat together, make something strong.And it shouldn't be curled.A little pawn shop block and a string of pearls.I be Marilyn, baby, I be Merle.That shouldn't be curled.That shouldn't be curled.I might like cheap beer and real bad jokes.Drugs that don't start and quick stop smokes.But I got good taste in women.Yeah, I sleep like a baby in a Motel 6.I like die-hard fans that can't sing a lick.But I got good taste in women.Looking at you, just looking at me.Got everybody thinking I'm high-class living.I got good taste in women.I got good taste in women.Yeah.