Letra Where's that girl Jon Langston

Where's that girl

Baby, I've been keeping up with you
One picture at a time
Looks like you and that big city
Been getting along just fine
I can see you got a new look
And it looks good, I guess
From that San Diego suntan
In a New York City dress

I know I'm an old flame from back in the day
But friend to friend, oh, yeah, I'm just wondering

Where's that girl from 515 South Hall Street?
Oh, where's that girl used to talk that Tennessee?
Tore up Levi's, barefoot in my old F-150
That give 'em hell little southern belle
Tell me why she ain't with me?
That one that stole my mama's heart
Sang along to my guitar
Wouldn't never traded this place for the world
Where's that girl?

Where's the one that sat up on my hood, sipping on that Seven
Or the one that stood beside me when my grandpa went to Heaven?
That ride-or-die, that girl of mine that got away from me
Don't take it wrong but, baby, where is she?

Where's that girl from 515 South Hall Street?
Oh, where's that girl used to talk that Tennessee?
Tore up Levi's, barefoot in my old F-150
That give 'em hell little southern belle
Tell me why she ain't with me?
That one that stole my mama's heart
Sang along to my guitar
Wouldn't never traded this place for the world
Where's that girl?
Ooh, where's that girl?

I'll be right here in the same place that you left
If you start to lose your way or start to ask yourself

Where's that girl from 515 South Hall Street?
Oh, where's that girl used to talk that Tennessee?
Tore up Levi's, barefoot in my old F-150
That give 'em hell little southern belle
Tell me why she ain't with me?
That one that stole my mama's heart
Sang along to my guitar
Wouldn't never traded this place for the world
Where's that girl?

Where's that girl? Yeah
Where's that girl?
Where's that girl?
Where's that girl?