if i was connie britton man i tell you what i d do i d brush my hair every morning on the weekends too if i was connie britton you d know me by my walk and if i got pulled over i d only have to talk i d say i don t know ya ll something don t seem right and the cops could not resist they d let me off with a warning they would and i d blow em all a kiss if i was connie britton yeah hold on everything would go my way if i was connie britton i d be forgiven for my sins i d never read a tabloid once i d wear turquoise to the gym leather pants in the summertime hot pants in the cold man if i was connie britton i would have so many clothes yes i would now well come on everything would go my way i d sleep beneath a chandelier i d live on chinese herbs my skin would smell like berries and my feet would never hurt if i was connie britton i d drive a long pink cadillac when people saw me coming they would know just where i was at i d drive up to the top of the hill i d park above the clouds i d wait until the trumpets blow and maybe then i might come down if i was connie britton hold on everything would go my way come on i d never have to walk in chains if i was connie britton everything would go my way