I got barstool confession Bout to do a bad thing bout to fall from heaven Got a screw loose I reckon Cuz I never can seem to learn my lesson Damn he's my every guilty pleasure Tattoos buckles and leather That Stetson looking weathered I'm dancing with temptation Might a little saving But Sunday service ain't for two days
And that boy's trouble Hell he's got me shooting doubles And it ain't even hit midnight (God help me) I'm cowboy crazy Picking petals off a daisy Thinking things that ain't lady like (God help me) Oh I'm hanging on a prayer Don't let me go there Cuz the only thing between us Is boots, jeans, and Jesus
I'm making whiskey decisions I should never start a drink that I know I can't finish (Oh lord) Just take me to the chapel Don't let me bite the apple Don't let me climb back in that saddle Cuz
That boy's trouble Hell he's got me shooting doubles And it ain't even hit midnight (God help me) I'm cowboy crazy Picking petals off a daisy Thinking things that ain't lady like (God help me) Oh I'm hanging on a prayer Don't let me go there Cuz the only thing between us Is boots, jeans, and Jesus
(Aw hell) It's like Girl get a grip Cuz when we get When we get close like this No it ain't never Just one more kiss When we get When we get Close like this Here I go again
And that boy's trouble Hell he's got me shooting doubles And it ain't even hit midnight (God help me) I'm cowboy crazy Picking petals off a daisy Thinking things that ain't lady like (God help me) Oh I'm hanging on a prayer Don't let me go there Cuz the only thing between us Is boots, jeans, and Jesus
(Aw hell) (C'mon boy) (God help me)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
