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The Sons Of The Palomino - Fingers текст песни

Исполнитель: The Sons Of The Palomino

альбом: Blue: 30 / Volumes II & III


I warned you not to wear that too tight little red dress
You know the kinds of all tore up this cowboy gets
Keeps your hands to yourself, I know, I know, I know, I know
But these fingers got a mind of their own
They my brain to tell my heart, come on let's go
And then my heart can't tell my brain, man take it slow
These two strong arms are helpless when you get close
Yeah, these fingers got a mind of their own
When you get to talkin'
They get to walkin'
Through your hair, across your shoulder
And as far south as you'll let em go (hello)
Then you smack my hand and say, "Wait 'til we get home"
But these fingers got a mind of their own
Oh, let it roll, boys

Now they don't talk back when I tell 'em, "Guys, hey, hold my drink"
And they don't argue my opinions on those deep thoughts I think
But they fought all night over who got to put your number in my phone
Yeah, these fingers got a mind of their own
When you get to talkin'
They get to walkin'
Through your hair, across your shoulder
And as far south as you'll let em go (hello)
You smack my hand and say, "Wait 'til we get home"
But these finger got a mind of their own
They live to make you giggle and wiggle everywhere we go
I try to tell 'em no
Lord, they keep you on your toes
Yeah, these fingers got a mind of their own
Oh, yeah

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