She Treats Her Body Like a Temple — текст песни (confederate railroad)

She takes spinning class, she cooks low fat
Always passes on the butter pats
She`s regimented resolute
Looks dang good in her birthday suit
She wishes I would walk the line
But most the time I don`t
She treats her body like a temple
And I treat mine like a honky tonk

CHORUS
I cuss and smoke and tell bad jokes
And hang out with the band
The only exercise I get is curling 12 ounce cans
Her motto is just do it
Mine`s do what you want
She treats her body like a temple
And I treat mine like a honky tonk

She never goes no where till she does her hair
And takes the time to find the perfect thing to wear
Me I`m out on the town
In day old Bermuda`s with the zipper down
She smells like a field of flowers
And I smell like a swamp
She treats her body like a temple
And I treat mine like a honky tonk