Rodney Atkins
Rodney Atkins - Sing Along songtekst
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Yeah. If you could read my mind, you might slap my face. If you could see inside my heart, you'd see it's in the right place. See, it's like bunnies in a Bramble, or honey bees in a hive. Whenever I'm beside you, that's my paradise. Might be a twisted way of sayin', I ain't proud, an' no offence, But I been thinkin' 'bout you, baby, in the future tense. We'll take it slower than a broke-knee'd turtle. Yeah, we'll get tighter than your grandma's girdle. Oh, I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong. If you're feelin' what I'm singin', baby: sing along. Ain't no moonshine maker, ain't no man of the cloth. Ain't no kangaroo lawyer, but I will get you off. 'Cause anything worth doin's worth doin' again, An' again, an' again, an' when, We're dancin' slower than a broke-knee'd turtle. Gettin' tighter than your grandma's girdle. Oh, I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong. If you're feelin' what I'm singin', baby: yeah, sing along. Yeah. I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong. If you're diggin' what I'm singin', baby: just jump on in an' sing along. Slower than a broke-knee'd turtle. Tighter than your grandma's girdle. Don't say a word: Mmm sing like a bird. Don't say a word: Yeah, sing like a bird. Slower than a broke-knee'd. Tighter than your grandma's. Yeah. To Fade.