I broke most of Momma's dishes. She banned me from the kitchen when I was a kid. And I tore Daddy's truck to pieces. Left it in a heap that no mechanic could fix.
I might wear my jeans too tight. I might kick up my heels all night. I may take a notion to flirt. Or say a word I wouldn't say in church. . I might have a hidden tattoo.
You've got an eye for diamonds and things that shine. You want a slick black Jag and a cellar of wine. I'd have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms.