Right on the money by Alan Jackson
Artist: Alan Jackson
Album: High Mileage
Alan Jackson High Mileage Right on the money
Let's begin with the day I met her
And how fast this good ole boy's world got better
The sky got bluer, The grass got greener
In just the first few seconds after I'd first seen her
And how fast this good ole boy's world got better
The sky got bluer, The grass got greener
In just the first few seconds after I'd first seen her
Like my favorite song on a new set of speakers
My best old jeans and my broke-in sneakers
A home run pitch floatin right down the middle
The sweet music make when the bow hits the fiddle
She's right on the money
She goes direct to my heart
And when It comes to lovin' me
She's everthing I need
Bull's-eye perfect
Oh, She right on the money
She's no red lights
When I've overslept
She's a three point jump-shot
That's nothin' but net
A handful of aces when the dealer done dealin'
And I'm forever on a a roll, that's how she's got a me feelin'
She's right on the money
She goes direct to my heart
And when It comes to lovin' me
She's everthing I need
Bull's-eye perfect
Oh, She right on the money
She's the best cook that's ever melted cheese
I aint much around the house but I aim to please
There's absolutely no reason to doubt her
When she says I wouldnt last ten minutes without her
She's right on the money
She goes direct to my heart
And when It comes to lovin' me
She's everthing I need
Bull's-eye perfect
Oh, She right on the money