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Testo When She Puts On Them Jeans
Testo When She Puts On Them Jeans
I climbed off that rusty farm hog,
Covered head to boot with dirt.
I rinsed off quick in a swimming hole,
Throw me on a clean shirt.
'Cause I know my baby's sittin' there waiting,
Rockin' on a porch swing.
She ain't clueless,
She knows what she's doin' and how it gets to me.
When she puts on them jeans, climbs up in my truck,
She kicks up her bare feet and I'm sweatin' bullets son.
It's almost blinding, but my eyes ain't minding.
She's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen,
When she puts on them jeans.
Sittin' in the back pue, listening to the preacher talk.
Preachin' to be thankful, Lord I'm sure thankin' God.
She's got me in a mess with that sundress,
Yeah my baby, she's on fire.
We were late for the sermon,
The hymns we never heard and neither did hear the choir.
When she puts on them jeans, climbs up in my truck, She kicks up her bare feet and I'm sweatin' bullets son.
It's almost blinding, but my eyes ain't minding.
She's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen,
When she puts on them jeans.
When she puts on them jeans, climbs up in my truck,
She kicks up her bare feet and I'm sweatin' bullets son.
It's almost blinding, but my eyes ain't minding.
She's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen,
When she puts on them jeans.
When she puts on them jeans, son.
Covered head to boot with dirt.
I rinsed off quick in a swimming hole,
Throw me on a clean shirt.
'Cause I know my baby's sittin' there waiting,
Rockin' on a porch swing.
She ain't clueless,
She knows what she's doin' and how it gets to me.
When she puts on them jeans, climbs up in my truck,
She kicks up her bare feet and I'm sweatin' bullets son.
It's almost blinding, but my eyes ain't minding.
She's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen,
When she puts on them jeans.
Sittin' in the back pue, listening to the preacher talk.
Preachin' to be thankful, Lord I'm sure thankin' God.
She's got me in a mess with that sundress,
Yeah my baby, she's on fire.
We were late for the sermon,
The hymns we never heard and neither did hear the choir.
When she puts on them jeans, climbs up in my truck, She kicks up her bare feet and I'm sweatin' bullets son.
It's almost blinding, but my eyes ain't minding.
She's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen,
When she puts on them jeans.
When she puts on them jeans, climbs up in my truck,
She kicks up her bare feet and I'm sweatin' bullets son.
It's almost blinding, but my eyes ain't minding.
She's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen,
When she puts on them jeans.
When she puts on them jeans, son.
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Altri testi di JJ Lawhorn
Lawhorn, Jonathan Wayne / Stover, Jeremy Samuel / Kinney, Brandon
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