I've got ripped up jeans and rawhide boots
Stiletto heels and a thousand moods
I'm at home in my pick-up or somebody's strech limo
In the southern sun I've been known to faint
But don't underestimate my strength
If I'm backed in a corner I can hold my own
On a sunday drive, I'm a NASCAR race
When the sun goes down thats when I pick up the pace

Chorus:
I like living it up and letting my hair down
A little tequilla gets me unwound
I like to party and make a lotta noise
Just like one of the boys

I need my space but I'm cool in a crowd
I like listening to Mozart or rocking it out
Just give me a campfire and I'll be the last to go home
I love being in love but I just can't commit
I like keeping it simple but I must admit
On the bucking bronco of life
Even I have been thrown
I love kittens and painting my toes
But when the sun goes down what I like most

Chorus:
I like living it up and letting my hair down
A little tequilla gets me unwound
I like to party and make a lotta noise
Just like one of the boys

Sugar and spice and soft as a lam
Snakes and snails and tough as a man
and I like who I am
I like living it up

Chorus:
I like living it up and letting my hair down
A little tequilla gets me unwound
I like to party and make a lotta noise
Just like one of the boys

Theres a lot more to me than perfume and poise
I'm just one of the boys