Lyrics of 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)