That 97 Celica rhinestone studded jeans
Tattoo on her wrists, wailing with the wings
Homecoming runner of crowns she wore
At 95 jobs she don't want no more
Million dollar smile drives all the boys wild
When she walks through the door
She's still got it, she never lost it
The key to your heart's in her back pocket
Still got her number but you never call it
Cause you burned a bridge and can't get back across it
Saturday night, yeah, you saw her downtown
I want somebody way over you now
And you caught her eye, she kinda waved
As she walked through the door
Walked away, yeah, you couldn't say it
But everybody around here knows
You damn sure thought it
She's still got it
That bucked off a pony as a kid
Little scar on her chin
Drunk singing along to Stillman's Cheyenne
Falling like the stars in the bed of your truck
That wildfire look
That always lit you up
Yeah, and it still does
She's still got it, she never lost it
The key to your heart's in her back pocket
Still got her number but you never call it
Cause you burned a bridge and can't get back across it
Saturday night, yeah, she looked like an angel
There in the neon, peeling the label
You caught her eye, she kinda waved
As she walked away, yeah, you couldn't say it
But everybody around here knows
You damn sure thought it
She's still got it
She's still got it
She's still got it
Everything that made you love her from the start
Everything that makes you hate it fell apart
She's still got it
She's still got it
She never lost it
The key to your heart's in her back pocket
Still got her number but you never call it
Cause you burned a bridge and can't get back across it
Saturday night, yeah, she looked better than ever
And that makes you think, baby, never say never
You caught her eye, she kinda waved
As she walked away, yeah, you couldn't say it
But everybody around here knows
You damn sure thought it
She's still got it
She's still got it
She's still got it