A Little Too Good for Me Lyrics

I've been known to pick a song or two

But I ain't never been known to run with a girl like you

Your high-dollar wine and them fancy shoes

I don't quite fit right in a suit or cooped up in a BMW

This bar ain't like the one I know back home

This DJ's playin' music I don't really know

Well, there ain't no ball on the TV screen

If I'm here much longer, I might scream

You might be a little too good for me

Well, you might be just a little too good for me

I had a thought in my head, it's all dead

The whiskey drown a memory

Tryin' to work it out, but it ain't the right route

For a good old boy, you see

Yeah, you might be just a little too good for me

Well, I got two quarters in my pockets

And a pack of reds in my shirt

Two reasons why I should've left

But not enough to make it a third

Well, I raise my brow to the unlikely

But all I ever get is a stare

Singing my soul through the microphone

But I don't think she really cares

Well, you might be just a little too good for me

I had a thought in my head, it's all dead

The whiskey drown a memory

Tryin' to work it out, but it ain't the right route

For a good old boy, you see

Yeah, you might be just a little too good for me

Well, you might be just a little too good for me

I had a thought in my head, it's all dead

The whiskey drown a memory

Tryin' to work it out, but it ain't the right route

For a good old boy, you see

Yeah, you might be just a little too good for me

Yeah, you might be just a little too good for me

Yeah, you might be just a little too good for me