She had the hoops, white gold With the penny loafs covering her toes She was mine, got cold Now the guilt's the only thing I hold
Spend my nights all alone 'Till I snap and buy a redeye home And I toss and I turn Let a cigarette burn My skin like a furnace Damn honey look at you go
Ooh look at that woman Ooh look at that woman Ooh look at that woman Breaking my heart Breaking my heart
Tennessee for the night Got to get out of town sometimes Got drunk on the flight Since she left I've been way out of line
Lost my faith and my mind On the day we had to say goodbye And I try not to call but the leaves start to fall Girl it's nobody's fault but damn You could make a thug cry
Ooh look at that woman Ooh look at that woman Ooh look at that woman Breaking my heart Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart She's breaking my heart
Breaking my heart Breaking my heart
She had the hoops, white gold She had the hoops, white gold She had the hoops, white goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
