Fm It could be a black dress High heels Ripped up, torn up Lucky jeans A# Or the covers in the morning Her boyshorts and my favorite tee Fm Unbuttoned flannel layin' on the floor Lingerie hangin' on the back of the door C# D# I swear it don't matter what it is Chorus: Fm She puts it on like it was made for her The kind of thing you can't teach or learn A#m She puts it on on a Friday night C# D# Everything she does, she does just right Fm It won't take long 'til you can't say no She walks in, she's gonna steal the show A#m C# She puts it on and on and on and on D# Fm 'Cause she knows she can pull it off The way she wears my flatbill way better than me Got me wanting everything underneath Those blue eyes lookin' back at me Looks like that can change everything I swear Chorus: She puts it on like it was made for her The kind of thing you can't teach or learn She puts it on on a Friday night Everything she does, she does just right It won't take long 'til you can't say no She walks in she's gonna steal the show She puts it on and on and on and on 'Cause she knows she can pull it off, woo Yeah, she knows she can pull it off Fm Unbuttoned flannel layin' on the floor Lingerie hangin' on the back of the door C# D# I swear it don't matter what it is Chorus: She puts it on like it was made for her The kind of thing you don't teach or learn She puts it on on a Friday night Everything she does, she does it right It won't take long 'til you can't say no She walks in she's gonna steal the show She puts it on and on and on and on 'Cause she knows she can pull it off, woo Yeah, she knows she can pull it off 'Cause she knows she can pull it off Yeah, she puts it on and on and on and on 'Cause she knows she can pull it off | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# A#m C# D# Fm |