Тексты песен «Chuck Wicks»

Girl you got me going Yea I think you know it Oh I'm ready for this ride So come on take my hand Cuz only you, you understand How to kick this feeling into Drive all night with me Sing my favorite song and sleep Under...

Verse One: They say I don't want nothing but you babe I play it down cause its true Yeah My minds been thinking bout always Lately I've been that guy going crazy Pacing and patiently waiting Ready to ask you for always...

In the night when you call I'll be waiting by the phone To hear it all And I won't leave until you call Cause baby I don't wanna miss the way you fix me Speak speak like you never spoke before Walk with me through an...

Tryin' to keep my eyes on this windin' road Oh, but it ain't easy with you paintin' your toes With your feet up on the dash, your legs so long and tan You're my Dixie girl with a summer smile Oh, just enough sweet...

Close your eyes and picture this laying in bed in the candle light we start to kiss holding your body in close to mine now picture us in the moment before we make love Now hold that thought hold it right there let you...

The prisons are empty, the homeless have houses Nobody's hungry, nobody's poor Nobody's judged by their faith or their colour Nobody's wrong in this world without war We buried our swords, we don't fight any more You...

6 A.M and Bobby's wakin? up Rolls outta bed with sleepy eyes Goes to his sister's room across the hall ?Hey Daisy rise and shine? He pours two bowls of Captain Crunch Puts a fresh pot of coffee on He wakes his momma up...

Girl, you've been so busy I ain't seen you around You got the world on your shoulders, let me help you put it down Maybe come inside and leave it all behind You got your boss, your friends, your family every second of...

I remember Panama Jack layin' back Tape deck, Ray Bans and good friends Every summer, we couldn't wait to run wild So we piled in the Jeep, hot seats, lookin' for something 2 for 1 at the Ramada, drinking coconut...

Got a country girl With a country twang She's a ridin in a little country thing Baby blue jeans Little mood ring I can't wait to find out what that purple means And she's a popin off the top of that sweet cherry...

She steppin' on the gas, going too fast Driving with her knee Trucker screamin', "Baby, pick a lane You're gonna hurt somebody" Got the mirror sideways, puttin' on her face No more cryin' All she's thinkin' 'bout...

Id give anything to go back To do anything to go there To take my breath away again I still see your face right there Staring at me and I swear I can feel you here When I close my eyes I know I should drop everything...

I came to see her daddy For a sit down man to man It wasn't any secret I'd be asking for her hand I guess that's why he left me waiting In the living room by myself With at least a dozen pictures of her Sitting...

Sometimes Love ain't enough And there's times Where just giving up is alright No matter how much you want it to work Someone's gonna get hurt Sometimes It ain't about who's wrong And as bad as you wanna hold on...

I can't make you turn around I can't take back what I did I wouldn't blame you if you hated me Before you slam that open door And throw away four good years Think of everything we used to be I know you say that you're...

You can go out Have a drink or two Get real good at shootin pool Stay out as late as you want to When you're single You can take a trip to Vegas any day Pick any coast and go catch some waves Everybody says you've got...