Won't catch me goin' on bout where the good men gone. Give me someone rough and tumble. Give me someone hard to love. Gotta love the good men, but that ain't what I want. Give me someone rough and tumble, someone hard to love.
Hard to love.
To have and to hold and keep together. The sun goes down and shadows grow longer. Makes it hard to find another. Gimme that rare bird chaos and trouble.
My baby's body's swaying. My hands shake as I watch him.
When you kiss me long and still I see what I've missing. A pair of calloused hands rest upon my hips. And your nervous energy as you invite me up again. Can't seem to get enough. Can't seem to give you up. Smoking cigarettes and looking towards the sun underneath the dark sky reflecting off the moon. Someone tough and mild, his feet are on the ground. He's facing the wind but his heart's up in the clouds.
My baby's body's swaying. My hands shake as I watch him.
Won't catch me goin' on bout where the good men gone. Give me someone rough and tumble. Give me someone hard to love. Gotta love the good men, but that ain't what I want. Give me someone rough and tumble, someone hard to love.
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