I wish I could be your country song,
be one of those girls Kenny and Brad sing about.
I wish I could be your everything,
be loved forever.
I'd give anything for a love like you see in country videos,
loyal and forever full of trust and unconditional love.
Let me be that country song that stays with you forever.
We could be like Tim and Faith if you'd only unlock that gate surrounding your heart.
Don't be a stupid boy, it's your love that keeps me going.
Baby I wanna know how forever feels.
Let me be the one,
Your country song.
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