You've got IPA and cigarettes
Lingering on your breath
And me, I like an overpriced iced coffee
You've got Wrangler jeans and riding boots
And I prefer Nike shoes
We're opposites but you insist you want me
You dream of suburbs, I dream of skylines
You've got your backyard and I've got my high rise
I wanna believe that I'm the great love of your life
Wanna believe you'll kiss me under downtown lights
But I know you cowboy, you were always meant to ride
So I wanna make this work, I mean, who wouldn't?
But a country man can't love a city woman
A city woman
And I love the way you look at life
The way you call your dad each night
You're perfect for a million different people
And you played me songs your momma liked
And now Glen Campbell makes me cry
Well, baby, in a haystack you're the needle, mm
But you dream of suburbs, I dream of skylines
And I wouldn't change a boy who's someone's dream guy
I wanna believe that I'm the great love of your life
Wanna believe you'll kiss me under downtown lights
But I know you cowboy, you were always meant to ride
So I wanna make this work, I mean, who wouldn't?
But a country man can't love a city woman
A city woman
So go on wearing riding boots
And I'll keep wearing Nike shoes
I love you but I'm never leaving Brooklyn
'Cause I'm a city woman, mm