Texty

I hear my lover call Singing slow, sweet, and low Ready to lose it all There she goes, sweet and low Mother said "You're even worse than I was as a child" So help me, Tess If I see that boy within a mile, I'll kill him I said, "But mama, I love her, she stole my soul with a kiss She tasted like cigarettes, and her daddy is rich Keeps my heart in her pocket, she likes the gun in my pants I'll run away, marry her if I just get a chance" I hear my lover call Singing slow, sweet, and low Ready to lose it all There she goes, sweet and low All through the night Through the air The warmest light My baby's there She took my hand She said, "Haven't I given you everything?" She said, "Let's not forget When you were worth less than the air you breathe" I said, "But mama, I love her, she stole my soul with a kiss She tasted like cigarettes, and her daddy is rich Keeps my heart in her pocket, she likes the gun in my pants I'll run away, marry her if I just get a chance" I hear my lover call Singing slow, sweet, and low Ready to lose it all There she goes, sweet and low All through the night Through the air The warmest light My baby's there
Writer(s): Henry Morris, Tessa De Nicola, Victor Thell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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