Georgia Time

Spring break down in Panama City
it was two thousand and somethin'
I don't remember a single bar, that we didn't show up drunk at
So when I first kissed her lips
I know she damn sure tasted whiskey
But she didn't seem to mind.
I told her I'm from Alabama, she said hell I am too
She said she was a roll tide fan
I said I bleed orange and blue
She said she had a man back home that she'd been leavin' for some time
He lived just across the Georgia line
Well she's all Alabama
but she's got her feet stuck in the Georgia clay
Told me she's from Montgomery
but I've seen those Georgia plates
And every time she gets alone with me
I see Georgia on her mind
Well she's all Alabama
but she's stuck on Georgia time
Well I got a little bit of huntin' land just outside of Phoenix City
And even though it's right down the road
she couldn't find the time to see me
Well pretty soon it's just a text she'd send with a line from her favorite song
But I was writin' one of my own
Well she's all Alabama
but she's got her feet stuck in the Georgia clay
And she's got a couple bulldog jerseys
but she's never seen them play
And every time she gets alone with me
I see Georgia on her mind
Well she's all Alabama
but she's stuck on Georgia time
Well she's hung up on another man
and I've done all I can do
She don't seem to understand
that we've got pines here too
Well she's all Alabama
but she's got her feet stuck in the Georgia clay
Told me she's from Montgomery
but I've seen those Georgia plates
And every time she gets alone with me
I see Georgia on her mind
Well she's all Alabama
but she's stuck on Georgia time
She's stuck on Georgia time