Okay here's a song about my sweetheart down south Now you might ask, "is he a fox?" oh, shut your mouth! Now his mama taught him to be seen and not heard So, when he's having a good time, oh he coo's like a bird
Well, he hails from Atlanta, he's got a soft southern style And the way he's put together, holy Mackrel, honey chile He don't like conversation, no he's never been one to chat But when he holds me close, good lord, he knows exactly where it's at
He gets down to the nitty gritty, he don't waste a lot of time We start to spoon and pretty soon he's humming "Georgia On My Mind" And then he makes those kinky little sounds in my ear They're not in any dictionary but it's coming through loud and clear
When my baby says he loves me without a single word He's my dixie hummingbird
Well now, he hardly ever speaks, I guess he never finds the need But you must admit that a thousand words don't stack up to the deed He lets his actions do the talking and he tries so hard to please And he's mighty fine, he's all mine and I'm his main squeeze
Yeah, he's really saying something with a language all his own Well, he may not know the words but he can really hum along And then he makes those kinky little sounds in my ear They're not in any dictionary but he's coming through loud and clear
When my baby says he loves me without a single word He's my dixie hummingbird
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