Good Taste

I pop Busch Light
Instead of hundred dollar bottles of Napa Valley red
I hit dive bars
Instead of thirty piece symphonies at the Met
I like my starry nights on an old back road
More than Van Gogh
I ain't high class
God knows I know that

But you can't say I don't got good taste
When I got me a girl like her
When she's on my arms she makes it
Look like I'm on top of the world
She's my champagne chilling all night
Just a little out of my league
But she's all mine
When she's turning heads that way
Now you can't say I don't got
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She's diamonds
Dripping off a second story chandelier
She's uptown
And I don't even know what I'm doing here
I like blue jeans more than a jet black tux
Ain't much for dressing up
I ain't high class
Thank God she don't mind that

But you can't say I don't got good taste
When I got me a girl like her
When she's on my arms she makes it
Look like I'm on top of the world
She's my champagne chilling all night
Just a little out of my league
But she's all mine
When she's turning heads that way
Now you can't say I don't got
Good taste (good taste, good taste)
Good taste (good taste, good taste)

Got good taste
She taste so good
Got me feeling like a VIP
I got good taste
She tastes so good
When she gets to kissing on me

Yeah, you can't say I don't got good taste
When I got me a girl like her
When she's on my arms she makes it
Look like I'm on top of the world
She's my champagne chilling all night
Just a little out of my league
But she's all mine
When she's turning heads that way
Now you can't say I don't got
Good taste na na na na na
Na na na na na
Good taste
Na na na na na
You can't say I don't got
Good taste

Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm
Good taste
Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm