I Luv Ya - Billy Ray Cyrus

You wake up, your hair's a mess 
You're all legs in my old t-shirt 
Ah, that's when you look the best 
Oh, I luv ya 

Fuzzy slippers, coffee mug 
Rubbin' your eyes you say don't look 
I swear I could eat you up 
Girl, I luv ya 

Chorus: 
You don't need no red dress Mama 
You don't need no big hairdo 
A natural born beauty just the way you are 
With twenty-two freckles and a rose tattoo 

Out in the garden in garden gloves 
Dirt on your cheek, A smile on your face 
In the middle of buttercups 
Baby, I luv ya 

Chorus: 
You don't need no red dress Mama 
You don't need no big hairdo 
A natural born beauty just the way you are 
With twenty-two freckles and a rose tattoo 

Cindy Crawford, she's all right 
Julia Roberts, ah she just ain't my type 
You on the couch in them old levis 
Girl, I luv ya 
Just what you are 
Just what I like 
God, I luv ya