Ala-Freakin-Bama
She wore a pink 'Bama do-rag
Smackin' on Juicy Fruit
Red clay stickin'
To her Timberland boots
A tight white t-shirt
Showin' off her Talledega tan
I said darlin' where you from
She said, watch your tongue
Do you really have to ask
[Chorus:]
I'm from Ala-Freakin-Bama
Ala-Freakin-Bama
Tell me what's it to ya
Ala-Freakin-Bama
'Bama
I said slow down sister
Don't mean to make you mad
I grew up on Skynyrd
And I'm a Bear Bryant fan
I can roll with the flow
Baby, you can roll with the tide
I don't mind if you do
I think it's kinda cute
The way you say it with pride
When you say
Ala-Freakin-Bama (Ala-Freakin-Bama)
Ala-Freakin-Bama (Ala-Freakin-Bama)
From her boots to her bandana
She screams Ala-Freakin-Bama
'Bama
I can roll with the flow
Baby, you can roll with the tide
I don't mind if you do
I actually think it's kind of cute
The way you say it with pride
Say it for me baby
Ala-Freakin-Bama (Ala-Freakin-Bama)
Ala-Freakin-Bama (Ala-Freakin-Bama)
Baby, open of a can of Ala-Freakin-Bama,
Ala-Freakin-Bama
'Bama
[Repeat last chorus]
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