Her Life's a Song

                                  She loves the music, tells the tales of her heart 

And she listens closely to the beats and the parts 

She likes the songs that make her cry 

And ones that pick her up and make her high 



She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it, 

She's got the country on her iPod on her pocket 

She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle, 

She even likes the ones where they're just talking rhyme and riddles 

And she sings along when she's driving home going all alone, 

Her life's a song 



And she likes the songs that take her back and make her want, 

Sometimes she just wants to dance and move on 

She taps her feet and sheds a tear 

Plays air guitar and raises a beer 



She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it , 

She's got the country on her iPod on her pocket 

She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle, 

She even likes the ones where they're just talking rhyme and riddles 

And she sings along when she's driving home going all alone, 

Her life's a song 



At times she sings I know just how she feels 

A broken heart on a love song that kills 



She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it, 

She's got the country on her iPod in her pocket 

She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle, 

She even likes the ones where they're just talking rhyme and riddles 

And she sings along as she's driving home going all alone, 

Her life's a song 



She likes the hip-hop, she loves to rock it, 

She's got the country on her iPod in her pocket 

She loves the guitar, she likes the fiddle, 

She even likes the ones where they're just talking rhyme and riddles 

And she sings along when she's driving home going all alone, 

Her life's a song 

Yeah, her life's a song

Yeah, her life's a song

She sings along

Her life's a song

Yeah a song