That's not her

I like the way she orders
Just one draw
Sips it all night through a soda straw
I like the way she smiles
When I ask her to dance
I love the way it feels
When she takes my hand
What really makes my heart start doing it's thing
Is when she slides up close
And talks at twang!

She says
Give me some sugar when she wants a kiss
That country bent accent is hard to resist
She get's my motor running
When she says how about
We drive out in the country
And go to town
She's sure got her own way of puttin' things
She talks to my heart
When she talks at twang!

Chorus:
I heard her sweet and nothing's whisper once or twice
Lots of pretty words, sounded real nice
I thought I just about heard it all
Until I heard I love you with a drawl ya'll
Every word from her sweet lips
Falls slow and easy like her tender kiss
She can read a phone book
Make it sing
She talks to my heart
When she talks at twang!

She says it's getting late
Could I carry her home
Later in her drive way, all alone
I ask her for one more kiss goodnight
She reckons and she figures that it be alright
She hops out of my car and says see you sweet thing
She talks to my heart
When she talks at twang

Chorus:
I heard her sweet and nothing's whisper once or twice
Lots of pretty words sounded real nice
I thought I just about heard it all
Until I heard, I love you with a drawl, ya'll
Every word, from her sweet lips
Falls slow and easy like her tender kiss
She can read a phone book
Make it sing
She talks to my heart
When she talks at twang!

She can read a phone book
Make it sing
She talks to my heart
When she talks at twang!

Oh, talk at twang! baby