Rebelicious

written by Johnson/Hatch/Niemann
Album: "The Dollar"
4/6/06

[D]  [G]  [D]  [G]

The way she [D]looks, the way way she [G]walks
That southern [D]twang, that dirty [G]talk
Rides [D]Harleys, reads [G]Vogue
She got a [D]tattoo on her ankle, rebel [G]flags on her toes
One [A7]shake of hip could make a puppy dog vicious
[C]Mmmm-[G]mmmm...rebel[D]icious

She'll take [D]Jack over [G]martinis
Skinny [D]dippin' over [G]bikinis
That hard [D]body, soft [G]smile
Could send a [D]big man to his knees and drive them little boys wild
She likes them [A7]tiny mini skirts and the way the preacher's boy blushes
[C]Mmmm-[G]mmmm...rebel[D]icious

She's a [C]long-tall, shoppin' mall, [G]Barbie doll, trailer park [D]queen
[C]Mouth-waterin, '[G]bout hotter than [A]anything I've ever seen

[D]  [G]  [D]  [G]  [D]  [G]  [D]

She's an [G]outlaw livin, ready and willin'
[A]Sun-tanned redneck [C]Paris [G]Hilton

You got a [D]mansion, you drive a '[G]vette
You wear a [D]Rollex, hell she ain't i[G]mpressed
She likes [A7]deer stands, beer cans, baits her own hook when she fi[C]shes
[G]Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mmm rebel[D]icious

SPOKEN OVER INTRO:

Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about, man!
Cheap sunglasses, a pick-up truck, convertible...what is that thing, a '69?
Mmmm! Not a tan line on anything I can see
Woo! Hell I betcha she knows David Allan Coe