My Roots Are Showing

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[Verse 1]
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Sometimes my nails match my lips and   my jeans hug my hips
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but   I don't feel like doing all that right now.
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  He's on his way over and   my hair's in a ponytail holder
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  and my true colors are coming out.

[Chorus]
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You better love me when my roots are showing
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Or I'll pack up my boots and be going bye-bye-bye-bye-bye.
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If it's me that he's impressed with anything I might be dressed in
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  ought to be just fine.
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If he's the one for me, I'll know it,
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you better love me when my roots are showing.

[Verse 2]
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  If overalls turn him off,   if he don't like the way I talk,
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  well, that's alright with me.
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  I am a product of   my momma, daddy, and the place I love.
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  What he gets is what he sees.

[Chorus]
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You better love me when my roots are showing
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Or I'll pack up my boots and be going bye-bye-bye-bye-bye.
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If it's me that he's impressed with anything I might be dressed in
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  ought to be just fine.
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If he's the one for me, I'll know it,
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you better love me.
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You better love me when my roots are showing.

[Interlude]
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[End-Chorus]
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You better love me when my roots are showing.
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Or I'll pack up my boots and be going bye-bye-bye-bye-bye.
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If it's me that he's impressed with anything I might be dressed in,
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  ought to be just fine.
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If he's the one for me I'll know it you better love me, love me,
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you better love me when my roots are showing.
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  you love me when my roots are showing.
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