She likes to paint her toenails On the dash of my truck going 65 She likes leaving voice mails Oh, a little heads-up of what I'm getting that night
I'm like, "Hey, pretty girl. How'd I get your number? Girl, you're number 8 of all the 7 wonders."
She's dreaming on the East side She's dancing in a street light She's thirty, turning twenty-five At the bar, she sets the bar high
When I think that I got her figured out, I don't I don't I've got a long way to go Oh-oh, long way to go
She's steady as a Cadillac One brick at a time, before the walls come down Oh, and I ain't mad at that, oh no Got nothing but time for me to find out
And I'm like, "Hey, pretty girl. Underneath the covers How'd I get to be the one you call your lover?"
She's dreaming on the East side She's dancing in a street light She's thirty, turning twenty-five At the bar, she sets the bar high
When I think that I got her figured out, I don't I don't I've got a long way to go I've got a long, long way to go Oh-oh, long way to go
I'm like, "Hey, pretty girl. I could use another Make me so weak, I need a week to recover." Oh yeah
She's dreaming on the East side She's dancing in a street light She's thirty, turning twenty-five At the bar, she sets the bar high
When I think that I got her figured out, I don't I don't I've got a long way to go Oh-oh, long way to go I've got a long, long way to goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
