Compositor: Blake roman
Dear Lord, I'm careful but can't control
The toll it takes, oh, when I think about her
She pulls and I go where I'm told
I follow and something feels so good about it (something feels so good about it)
I won't speak, I won't move
I won't do anything that you don't tell me to do
I like it, you do too
I don't think either of us got a lot to lose
I'm stressed but she's dressed to impress
Oh, God bless this girl!
What would I do without her?
Hands on my chest, catch your breath
I do my best to keep up every time I see her
Wonderin' when I can eat her up
I won't speak, I won't move
I won't do anything that you don't tell me to do
I like it, you do too
I don't think either of us got a lot to lose
I won't speak, I won't move
Anything that you don't tell me to do (anything that you don't tell me)
I like it, you do too
I don't think either of us got a lot to lose (either of us got)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I won't speak, I won't move
I won't do anything that you don't tell me to do
I like it, you do too
I don't think either of us got a lot to lose
I won't speak, I won't move
I won't do anything that you don't tell me to do
I like it, you do too
I don't think either of us got a lot to lose