G D G [Verse 1]G Now being from the south, I never had a doubtD What kind of girl I want, I'd pick a Georgia peachG Or a Mississippi queen, or a Dallas debutanteE But I met a little blond from above and beyondA D The Mason/Dixon line, now she ain't a Dixie dumpling'G But let me tell you something, lord she more than qualifies [Chorus]G C She likes Elvis she likes Andy, she's just as pretty as can beD G She's the number one fan of both Graceland and Mayberry R F DG She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tellC She's got every qualityG D G G D G She likes Elvis she likes Andy, So she's fine and dandy with me [Verse 2]G I took her home for Christmas, to try some southern dishesD My mama's famous for, but mama through a fitD 'cause she wouldn't eat her gritsG E It was looking like the civil war, I was hoping like the devilA That they’d meet up in the middle, but neither one would budgeD Then I heard them in the kitchen,G A laughing and a gigglin’ singin’ hunka hunka burning love [Chorus]G C She likes Elvis she likes Andy, she's just as pretty as can beD G She's the number one fan of both Graceland and Mayberry R F DG She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tellC She's got every qualityG D G G D G She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me [Bridge]G No, she ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tellC She's got every qualityG D G She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me [Tag]G D G G D G She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me
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