Song | Everything To Me |
Artist | Jackie Greene |
Album | Sweet Somewhere Bound |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
My babys got a helpless heart, shes got a thing for mistletoe | |
The kind of girl its easy to believe in | |
I come home on a Saturday night, with not one thing to show | |
She asks me: baby how are you feeling? | |
And I tell her, that It aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
Yes I tell her, she listens, and she stands right by me | |
Oh she must mean everything to me | |
My babys got the gentle touch, she got the champagne in her soul | |
Shes crazy bout candlelight and roses | |
She owns her body and her brain but her heart she cant control | |
Shes everything to me and yes she knows it | |
And I tell her that it aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
I tell her, she listens and she loves me tenderly | |
Oh she must mean everything to me | |
My babys got the misty eyes, she makes love like a hurricane | |
She tells me that shes true and I dont doubt it | |
The roofs leakin and the bills aint paid but still I cant complain | |
Cause when Im with her I dont think about it | |
And I tell her that it aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
Yes I tell her, she listens, she loves me honestly | |
Oh she must mean everything to me |
My baby s got a helpless heart, she s got a thing for mistletoe | |
The kind of girl it s easy to believe in | |
I come home on a Saturday night, with not one thing to show | |
She asks me: baby how are you feeling? | |
And I tell her, that It aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
Yes I tell her, she listens, and she stands right by me | |
Oh she must mean everything to me | |
My baby s got the gentle touch, she got the champagne in her soul | |
She s crazy bout candlelight and roses | |
She owns her body and her brain but her heart she can t control | |
She s everything to me and yes she knows it | |
And I tell her that it aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
I tell her, she listens and she loves me tenderly | |
Oh she must mean everything to me | |
My baby s got the misty eyes, she makes love like a hurricane | |
She tells me that she s true and I don t doubt it | |
The roof s leakin and the bills ain t paid but still I can t complain | |
Cause when I m with her I don t think about it | |
And I tell her that it aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
Yes I tell her, she listens, she loves me honestly | |
Oh she must mean everything to me |
My baby s got a helpless heart, she s got a thing for mistletoe | |
The kind of girl it s easy to believe in | |
I come home on a Saturday night, with not one thing to show | |
She asks me: baby how are you feeling? | |
And I tell her, that It aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
Yes I tell her, she listens, and she stands right by me | |
Oh she must mean everything to me | |
My baby s got the gentle touch, she got the champagne in her soul | |
She s crazy bout candlelight and roses | |
She owns her body and her brain but her heart she can t control | |
She s everything to me and yes she knows it | |
And I tell her that it aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
I tell her, she listens and she loves me tenderly | |
Oh she must mean everything to me | |
My baby s got the misty eyes, she makes love like a hurricane | |
She tells me that she s true and I don t doubt it | |
The roof s leakin and the bills ain t paid but still I can t complain | |
Cause when I m with her I don t think about it | |
And I tell her that it aint easy | |
To be a man like me | |
Yes I tell her, she listens, she loves me honestly | |
Oh she must mean everything to me |