Lorrie Morgan - Bombshell Lyrics
Well, I finally worked my way up the ladderGot a whole lot of money but that don't matter'Cause spring has sprung and we all know what that meansYeah, bathing suit season's creepin' up like an assassinCan't help but wonder how I'm gonna fit myAsk me not what I'm gonna doIt appears to be goin' downhillAnd that's hard on a bombshellYeah, it used to be fun layin' in the sunIn that little bikini of mineBut now my idea of letting it all hang outSure has changed with timeAnd that's hard on a bombshellThey say real beauty comes from withinBut I'm stuck with no lovers and a whole lot of friendsWho say my personality is a perfect tenI used to get up and just wash my faceBut now it's 75 bucks for a dermabrasionOh, woe is me it's hard on a bombshellIt's hard on a bombshellI used to look cool perched up on a stoolWith allthe boys flockin' aroundBut now I'm a sucker for a honk from a truckerLord, I've learned to love that soundAnd that's hard on a bombshellHard on a bombshellOooh, it's hard on a bombshell
