(Jeffrey Steele, John Hobbs, Michael Dulaney)      You wake up, your hair's a mess   You're all legs in my old t-shirt   Ah, that's when you look the best   Oh, I luv ya      Fuzzy slippers, coffee mug   Rubbin' your eyes, you say don't look   I swear I could eat you up   Girl, I luv ya      Chorus:   You don't need no red dress, Mama   You don't need no big hairdo   A natural born beauty just the way you are   With twenty-two freckles and a rose tattoo      Out in the garden in garden gloves   Dirt on your cheek, A smile on your face   In the middle of buttercups   Baby, I luv ya      --- Instrumental ---      Chorus:   You don't need no red dress, Mama   You don't need no big hairdo   A natural born beauty just the way you are   With twenty-two freckles and a rose tattoo      Cindy Crawford, she's all right   Julia Roberts, ah, she just ain't my type   You on the couch in them old levis   Girl, I luv ya      Just what you are   Just what I like   God, I luv ya...