Naughty Girl - Mac Davis

Well Dixie Farmer was a hot young blooded, dimpled, devil child

A churnin', burnin', backseat bundle built to drive a young boy wild

She taught me all about life and love in a Georgia cotton field

I ain’t never seen nothin' like her since and you know that I never will

She was a naughty girl

She took advantage of my youth

She was a naughty girl

But she taught me the gospel truth, woah

Well I met Dixie at a high school hop, I was goin' on sixteen

She was the head cheerleader and I was the captain of the second string

I took her home in my pickup truck and we parked out in the woods

I gave up football the very next mornin' 'cause I found somethin' twice as good

She was a naughty girl

She took advantage of my youth

She was a naughty girl

But she taught me the gospel truth, woah

Well now I’ve growed up and settled down, I got a young son of my own

Last night he kept the car out late and I was waitin' when he come home

I said, «Son, you gotta explain to your daddy what you been up to»

And Dixie said, «Papa, let the boy alone, he was just doin' what me and you

used to do»

She was a naughty girl

Took advantage of my youth

She was a naughty girl

But she taught me the gospel truth, oh

Naughty girl

She was a naughty girl

She was a naughty girl

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Naughty girl

Naughty girl

Naughty girl

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Naughty girl

Naughty girl

Naughty girl