She don't need to do her hair,
She's a gorgeous kind of mess.
She's a whiskey bourbon girl,
Steal the beat right outta your chest.
She don't need no company,
Don't need no compliments...
And when you put this record on,
She'll show you how to dance.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She wears her words like diamonds,
You can never get too much.
She don't need no designer clothes,
To get that runway strut.
She don't need a reason why,
To lay it in the cut.
Look good in anything,
But son, I'm outta luck...
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She don't need to do her hair,
She's a gorgeous kind of mess.
She's a whiskey bourbon girl,
Steal the beat right outta your chest.
RKVC - She Hates Me (But She Loves This Song) Lyrics
RKVC - She Hates Me (But She Loves This Song) Lyrics
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She don't need to do her hair,
She's a gorgeous kind of mess.
She's a whiskey bourbon girl,
Steal the beat right outta your chest.
She don't need no company,
Don't need no compliments...
And when you put this record on,
She'll show you how to dance.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She wears her words like diamonds,
You can never get too much.
She don't need no designer clothes,
To get that runway strut.
She don't need a reason why,
To lay it in the cut.
Look good in anything,
But son, I'm outta luck...
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She don't need to do her hair,
She's a gorgeous kind of mess.
She's a whiskey bourbon girl,
Steal the beat right outta your chest.
She's a gorgeous kind of mess.
She's a whiskey bourbon girl,
Steal the beat right outta your chest.
She don't need no company,
Don't need no compliments...
And when you put this record on,
She'll show you how to dance.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She wears her words like diamonds,
You can never get too much.
She don't need no designer clothes,
To get that runway strut.
She don't need a reason why,
To lay it in the cut.
Look good in anything,
But son, I'm outta luck...
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
'Cuz I get it wrong.
She hates me,
But she loves this song.
She hates me,
But got what I want.
She don't need to do her hair,
She's a gorgeous kind of mess.
She's a whiskey bourbon girl,
Steal the beat right outta your chest.
Writer: Vince Cirino, Rod Kim
Copyright: Lyrics © Cienzo Publishing, eMbloH Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Cienzo Publishing, eMbloH Music