Been that way since she was a baby A mustang you ain't breakin Barbed wire wrapped around a pretty daisy Yah the good kinda crazy Spits fire like a Roman candle A down-heart that's prone to ramble Says, "I might be hard to handle but I know who I am" Ooh a sweet little wild tornado Ooh angel with a crooked halo Ooh she follows her wings where the wind blows Ooh angel with a crooked halo Her kindness don't mean weakness There's vinegar in her sweetness Says, "I gotta friend in Jesus and he knows who I am" Still barefoot wide-eyed runnin through the field Tell her that she won't and she sure will Little south of heaven north of hell but she's gonna be herself yah yah Visualizza traduzione