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My Lips Your Kiss Lyrics - Artist : Blackjack Billy
Honey you and me, we honey and a bee
Like peaches and cream Two of a kind, roses and wine Like a soul-did rhyme Tire on a swing, finger on a string A ball game in the spring The right kinda mix on a night like this Girl you know it just fits Talking 'bout my lips, your kiss Talking 'bout my hands, your hips Kinda like twilight, fireflies Your pretty wild eyes lost in mine My truck, it ain't much When you ride shotgun, jacked up Little like midnight June in the Georgia moon It fits, my lips, your kiss No Hollywood rush, baby your touch When I think about us It's "Lady and the Tramp", "Jack and Diane" Your hand in my hand Somethin' like Clyde, Bonnie in the ride Ridin' side by side Arms round you, we're tied all night And don't it feel just right Talking 'bout my lips, your kiss Talking 'bout my hands, your hips Kinda like twilight, fireflies Your pretty wild eyes lost in mine My truck, it ain't much When you ride shotgun, jacked up Little like midnight June in the Georgia moon It fits, my lips, your kiss Like candy on a cane Or slow dancin' in the rain Girl we got a thing Like a diamond on a ring Talking 'bout my lips, your kiss Talking 'bout my hands, your hips Kinda like twilight, fireflies Your pretty wild eyes lost in mine My truck, it ain't much When you ride shotgun, jacked up Little like midnight June in the Georgia moon It fits, my lips, your kiss It fits, my lips, your kiss It fits, my lips, your kiss |
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