Good Taste (Acoustic)

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 arm she makes it
Look like I'm on top of the world
She's my champagne chillin' on ice
A little out of my league, but she's all mine
When she's turning heads that way
No, you can't say I don't got good taste

She's diamonds
Drippin' 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 dressin' 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 arm she makes it
Look like I'm on top of the world
She's my champagne chillin' on ice
A little out of my league, but she's all mine
When she's turning heads that way
No, 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 feelin' like a VIP
I got good taste, she tastes so good
When she gets to kissin' 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 arm she makes it
Look like I'm on top of the world
She's my champagne chillin' on ice
A little out of my league, but she's all mine
When she's turning heads that way
No, you can't say I don't got good taste

Good taste
You can't say I don't got good taste
Can't say I don't got good taste



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Arjes, Jimmy Robbins, Levi Hummon
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