Lyrics

Oh Yeah Ripped jeans Blue eyes I knew right away I was in trouble tonight Tattoos He don't shave Makes the little girl wanna misbehave I won't be taken him home anytime soon It ain't a good move Whoa I keep givin him my permission To break me down and steal my kisses I don't know where I went wrong I'm sorry mama So sorry mama And so many ways I did not mention He keeps pulling me in his direction I guess you were right all along I'm sorry mama So sorry mama Chrome heart Steal chains And nothing but you know what on his brain Full speed Top down Like Bonnie and Clyde tearing up this town I know you raised me better than this But how can I resist I keep givin him my permission To break me down and steal my kisses I don't know where I went wrong I'm sorry mama So sorry mama And so many ways I did not mention He keeps pulling me in his direction I guess you were right all along I'm sorry mama So sorry mama He's got this hold on me Just like you said it would be I didn't listen And now I can't walk away I won't be takin him home anytime soon It ain't a good move Whoa Whoa I keep givin him my permission To break me down and steal my kisses I don't know where I went wrong I'm sorry mama So sorry mama And so many ways I did not mention He keeps pulling me in his direction I guess you were right all along I'm sorry mama So sorry mama I'm sorry mama So sorry mama I'm sorry mama So sorry mama Ripped Jeans Blue eyes I knew right away I was in trouble to night
Writer(s): John Shanks, Gordie Sampson, Whitney Duncan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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