Song | Love Means Never Having To Say You're Hungry |
Artist | Charlie Robison |
Album | Good Times |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Robison | |
Verse One: | |
I got a friend he ain't never had no wife | |
Don't understand why she's the joy of my whole life | |
He said explain, and I know it sounds uncouth | |
But it's a feelin' in my stomach if you want to know the truth | |
It's a taste, well I like to call my own | |
It's a smell I only smell when I'm at home | |
I like to slide my face close to it and put it on my tongue | |
And I don't lift my head back up until she says I'm done | |
Chorus: | |
I said that love means never havin' to say | |
I said that love keeps tastin' better everyday | |
I said that love means never havin' to say you're hungry | |
Verse Two: | |
Well you know I love her biscuits, and you know I love her buns | |
You know I'll eat her brisket, I ain't never had more fun | |
I love her enchiladas, and I love her refried beans | |
Add a couple jalapenos and you'll know just what I mean | |
Repeat Chorus | |
verse Three: | |
It's chicken fried, and it's served with collard greens | |
You think you'd died when you're bustin' at the seams | |
She'll unbutton that top button, wipe her hands on that ol' blouse | |
She's always lookin' finger-lickin' good around the house | |
Repeat Chorus Twice | |
I said that love means never havin' to say you're hungry |
zuo qu : Robison | |
Verse One: | |
I got a friend he ain' t never had no wife | |
Don' t understand why she' s the joy of my whole life | |
He said explain, and I know it sounds uncouth | |
But it' s a feelin' in my stomach if you want to know the truth | |
It' s a taste, well I like to call my own | |
It' s a smell I only smell when I' m at home | |
I like to slide my face close to it and put it on my tongue | |
And I don' t lift my head back up until she says I' m done | |
Chorus: | |
I said that love means never havin' to say | |
I said that love keeps tastin' better everyday | |
I said that love means never havin' to say you' re hungry | |
Verse Two: | |
Well you know I love her biscuits, and you know I love her buns | |
You know I' ll eat her brisket, I ain' t never had more fun | |
I love her enchiladas, and I love her refried beans | |
Add a couple jalapenos and you' ll know just what I mean | |
Repeat Chorus | |
verse Three: | |
It' s chicken fried, and it' s served with collard greens | |
You think you' d died when you' re bustin' at the seams | |
She' ll unbutton that top button, wipe her hands on that ol' blouse | |
She' s always lookin' fingerlickin' good around the house | |
Repeat Chorus Twice | |
I said that love means never havin' to say you' re hungry |
zuò qǔ : Robison | |
Verse One: | |
I got a friend he ain' t never had no wife | |
Don' t understand why she' s the joy of my whole life | |
He said explain, and I know it sounds uncouth | |
But it' s a feelin' in my stomach if you want to know the truth | |
It' s a taste, well I like to call my own | |
It' s a smell I only smell when I' m at home | |
I like to slide my face close to it and put it on my tongue | |
And I don' t lift my head back up until she says I' m done | |
Chorus: | |
I said that love means never havin' to say | |
I said that love keeps tastin' better everyday | |
I said that love means never havin' to say you' re hungry | |
Verse Two: | |
Well you know I love her biscuits, and you know I love her buns | |
You know I' ll eat her brisket, I ain' t never had more fun | |
I love her enchiladas, and I love her refried beans | |
Add a couple jalapenos and you' ll know just what I mean | |
Repeat Chorus | |
verse Three: | |
It' s chicken fried, and it' s served with collard greens | |
You think you' d died when you' re bustin' at the seams | |
She' ll unbutton that top button, wipe her hands on that ol' blouse | |
She' s always lookin' fingerlickin' good around the house | |
Repeat Chorus Twice | |
I said that love means never havin' to say you' re hungry |