Текст песни «Neccos For Breakfast - The Country Song»
Слова песни:
Mother I'm sorry, but I'm givin? in.
I'm givin? Count-ery music a spin.
So I can sit on my front porch,
in my rockin? chair
And sing ?till the cows come in.
I swore to my mother The day I was born,
I'd never like country music.
And I swore to my mother the day I turned 16
Not even a girl could change my mind.
Well I said these things in all sincerity,
And I meant what I said at the time.
But due to some recent developments,
Dear mother I'm afraid I lied!
Mother I'm sorry, but I'm givin? in.
I'm givin? Count-ery music a spin.
So I can sit on my front porch,
in my rockin? chair
And sing ?till the cows come in.
Well, I got myself into my friend's new car
And she put on Shania Twain.
?Take it out!? I said, but she said
?Uh-Uh, I'm gonna play it again.?
So I said to myself ?If I gotta listen,
I might as well look at the cover.?
Well I took one look And I said to myself?
?Huh. She could be my . . .?
Mother I'm sorry, but I'm givin? in.
I'm givin? Count-ery music a spin.
So I can sit on my front porch
in my rockin? chair
And sing ?till the cows come in.
these lyrics are submitted by riven demohr