Lyrics:
One wound up punch of intuition
Lays flat my whole take on us
You're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer
The tidal rabbit who came of age
One wound up punch of intuition
Lays flat my whole take on us
You're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer
The tidal rabbit who came of age
bed just
To keep from slippin' out
If you treat a woman rough
It makes her hang around
Brother treat 'em rough
They'll always hang around
She comes
Little village baby, ain't large enough to be a town
From a little village baby, ain't large enough to be a town
Gotta get away from the city
It's
got to get to you first
It's just a question of time
Well, now you're only fifteen
And you look good
I'll take you under my wing
Somebody should
And they're the ones that always walk out the door
They want very little from you
They're happy to be with in your company
There's just two kinds of lovers
The way she treats you
Is a dog gone crime
I just get blue about it all the time
Drives me crazy
How she walks that line
I wish she wouldn't
Jesus by the bed,
Wall mounted TV screen,
My church plugged into the gravy train,
And Reagan keeps me clean!
What kind of girl?
What kind of girl would
got to get to you first
It's just a question of time
Well, now you're only fifteen
And you look good
I'll take you under my wing
Somebody should
got to get to you first
It's just a question of time
Well, now you're only fifteen
And you look good
I'll take you under my wing
Somebody should
to love my woman
She's always here by my side
Oh, my sweet understanding baby
She makes my temperature rise
Yes, and when it comes to kind treatments,
baby
And it's gonna be a cold, hard night
Now that I finally see
How I need him to be
Right here by my side
There goes my baby
Bye, bye, baby,
fall in love again, girl
Take a tip from me
If you don't like the peaches
Walk on by the tree
Find what you want and keep it
Treat it sweet and kind
cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes when you smile
You've never loved your stomach or your thighs
should pass me by
If I doubt where he'd be
He's the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
Don't know any reason why he treats me so poorly
corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open its arms to me.
I'm
well
Every night I go looking for you
Everyone in the world adores you
A little pocket of something kind
To find your reason
Coming up on it
Girl's got a goldmine and he's so fine
Girl's got a goldmine and he's all mine
Baby's got a goldmine, treats me so kind
Loves me rain or shine
My
Girl's got a goldmine and he's so fine
Girl's got a goldmine and he's all mine
Baby's got a goldmine, treats me so kind
Loves me rain or shine
My
man should pass me by
If I doubt where he'd be
He's the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
Don't know any reason why he treats me so
things
Sold by the man with the trilby hat
And the whiskers spread like wings
You can hear him sing
Oh you can hear him sing
Can I put you on, people
a little, then take it back
She'd tell him 'bout her dreams, he'd just shoot 'em down
Lord, he loved to make her cry
You're crazy for believin', you'll
know she's good to me
You know she give me her money
She treats me so nice and kind
You know she give me her money
She treats me so nice and kind
whom you put it there
You never smile girl, you never speak
You just walk on by, darlin' week after week
Raising two kids alone in this mixed up
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