One, two, three.
Nine months from Valentine's
Brained it on the red wine
Bought a station wagon
Stopped running all the red lights
Big eyes, bigger mouth
Wild child complex
They didn't have a clue
How to raise a little redhead
Oh, they got their hands full
Trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire freckles
Echo run under the dead
Oh, they got their hands full
Clothes high and tired
And a dead devil high
I hope they raise a little head
When they raise a little redhead
Now tell us how it is, Reba
Living with the sunburned
Running with scissors
Daddy's belt couldn't help
Simmer down the temper
Bull in a china shop
Rose-colored reckless
Try to run away
But trouble loves a little redhead
Oh, they got their hands full
Trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire freckles
Echo run under the dead
Clothes high and tired
Rose-colored reckless
Devil high hopes
They raise a little hell
When they raise a little redhead
guitar solo

Blackhead in the brunettes
Devil dropped in
Said, I don't think you've done it
Let's make a compromise
Make an angel backslide
So they chipped in
And they made a little redhead