If it's not those cowboy boots in the summer Oh my God, I pray for another Chance to drive down back highways 'Til I stumble upon your beautiful face Your presence isn't what kills me It's that artistic gleam That's taking over my scenery Dream by dream You might think I'm incapable Of loving a soul like yours You might think I'm a fool For you 'Cause girl, you got style And that's what I love about you The way that you sit back Oh, how you sit back, and watch this grow You got dreams And therefore I believe in you All the small town people with their big remarks They ain't got jack to say about my movie star Is it the fact that I'm a wee bit younger? Or the truth, that I'm so naive See, my heart keeps leaping back to you Like a dog tied to a tree I know it sounds crazy, it's ridiculous to me But without you by my side, girl You might think I'm incapable Of loving a soul like yours You might think I'm a fool For you 'Cause girl you got style And that's what I love about you The way that you sit back Oh, how you sit back, and watch this grow You got dreams And therefore I believe in you All the small town people with their big remarks They ain't got jack to say about my movie star She's got style Ba da-da, da da da, da-da-da Ba da-da, woo-oh, oh, oh Oh-ho, yeah She's got style Ba da-da, da da da, da-da-da Ba da-da, woo-oh, yeah-oh, oh All the small town people with their big remarks They ain't got jack to say about my movie star She's got style