Letra
Ver letra con acordes
[Intro]
2x
[Verse]
Caught you singing in the choir at church this morning
but wasn t that you in the club last night
with your hair let down whippin round like no one s watching
girl you sure clean up nice
[Chorus]
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
Chills runnin down my spine
Sweet with a touch of sass
High class, just my type
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
[Verse]
I can read your heart by the way your talkin
Yes Mam you feel like home
you got that golden skin and sexy grin that gets me goin
but it s your soul that turns me on
[Chorus]
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
Chills runnin down my spine
Sweet with a touch of sass
High class, just my type
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
You re a whole lotta gold and a little bit of rebel
Just enough bad to get me in trouble
Come on over baby and be my little devil
Cause I m dieing to know
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
[Chorus]
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
Chills runnin down my spine
Sweet with a touch of sass
High class, just my type
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
2x
[Verse]
Caught you singing in the choir at church this morning
but wasn t that you in the club last night
with your hair let down whippin round like no one s watching
girl you sure clean up nice
[Chorus]
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
Chills runnin down my spine
Sweet with a touch of sass
High class, just my type
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
[Verse]
I can read your heart by the way your talkin
Yes Mam you feel like home
you got that golden skin and sexy grin that gets me goin
but it s your soul that turns me on
[Chorus]
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
Chills runnin down my spine
Sweet with a touch of sass
High class, just my type
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
You re a whole lotta gold and a little bit of rebel
Just enough bad to get me in trouble
Come on over baby and be my little devil
Cause I m dieing to know
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
[Chorus]
How d you get so five star
in your sunday dress, hell yes
Chills runnin down my spine
Sweet with a touch of sass
High class, just my type
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
Got me thinkin somebody done raised you right
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama
and it makes me wanna thank yo mama