Blake Shelton – Doin’ What She Likes Lyrics

She likes it when I call in sick to work
Spend the whole day hangin’ with her
I might get fired but that’s alright
I’m doin’ what she likes

She likes it when I bring home fresh fajitas
And mix up a pitcher of margaritas
Catch a kind of buzz that lasts all night
Doin’ what she likes

She likes hearin’ how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doin’ what she likes

Like runnin’ my fingers through her long hair
Lightin’ watermelon candles upstairs
Lettin’ ’em burn and holdin’ her all night
I like doin’ what she likes

She likes it when I get past second gear
Sees gravel flyin’ in the rear view mirror
Sometimes I’m pushin’ ninety five
Doin’ what she likes

And she likes it when I find a road that’s dark
Can we pull off somewhere and park?
Turn the radio on and turn off the lights
Keep doin’ what she likes

She likes hearin’ how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doin’ what she likes

Like runnin’ my fingers through her long hair
Lightin’ watermelon candles upstairs
Lettin’ ’em burn and holdin’ her all night
I like doin’ what she likes

She likes it when I sing her old silly songs
And throw in words where they don’t belong
Sometimes we laugh ’til we almost cry
Doin’ what she likes
Doin’ what she likes

She likes hearin’ how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doin’ what she likes

Like runnin’ my fingers through her long hair
Lightin’ watermelon candles upstairs
Lettin’ ’em burn and holdin’ her all night
I like doin’ what she likes

Yeah, I like doin’ what she likes
(Hmm, yeah)
(Hmm)

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