Make 'Em Like You

Got the style and the class and your foot on the gas Of the '57 Chevy that I saw your granddaddy On a Sunday morning in a black and white picture Baptized by the river, wishing he was here 'cause They don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you You're so small town pretty, it's a dog-gone pity What's all them other boys gonna do? 'Cause you're one of a kind, make you stop on a dime Yeah you're s*xy, you're classy, you're cool No, they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you I'm talking slicker than cash, coming out of the dash Watch 'em stare when they pass, yeah their neck's breaking You know I can't blame 'em with the top down singing You got everybody thinking she's a ring of fire ringing 'Cause they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you You're so small town pretty, it's a dog-gone pity What's all them other boys gonna do? 'Cause you're one of a kind, make you stop on a dime Yeah you're s*xy, you're classy, you're cool No, they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you Front porch swinging Home made ice cream And got the preacher man preaching Whole church out singing 'Cause they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you You're so small town pretty, it's a dog-gone pity What's all them other boys gonna do? 'Cause you're one of a kind, make you stop on a dime Yeah you're s*xy, you're classy, you're cool No, they don't make 'em like that anymore Anymore, they don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you They don't make 'em like you --- Make 'Em Like You - Dallas Smith