He's All Man - Tiffany

Ripped up jeans

And a Kid Rock t-shirt

Sinks his plow in the Tennessee black dirt

Flashes me a smile

Across a country mile

Then tips his hat

What kinda girl don’t wanna guy like that?!

He’s all man, he’s all mine!

Strong as mountain whisky

Sweet as homemade wine

Put something on my hand

And don’t it shine…

He’s all man, he’s all mine!

Later on tonight we’re gonna fix up

There’s a club downtown

And I hear it really kicks up

Tangled in my arms

His hunky southern charms

Gonna turn some heads

A little dirty dancing knocks 'em dead!

He’s all man, he’s all mine!

Shows how much he loves me

Instead of telling me all the time

He’s L.A. heart and downhome country fine!

He’s all man, he’s all mine!

He’s all man!

He’s all mine

Shows how much he love me

Instead of telling me all the time

He’s all man!

he’s all mine…

He’s L.A. heart and downhome country fine!

He’s all man, he’s all mine!

He’s all man, he’s all mine!

He’s all man, man, man, man…

He’s all mine…