Song | Tore Up from The Floor Up |
Artist | Wade Hayes |
Album | When The Wrong One Loves You Right |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Regan, Rudd | |
(J.B. Rudd/Bob Regan) | |
The first time | |
I laid eyes on you | |
Me and my heart didn抰 have a clue | |
What it was we were gettin' into | |
But oh, we soon found out | |
You said "hi," my heart strings popped | |
My lips lost track of my train of thought | |
I started falling, couldn't stop | |
Look at me now | |
I'm tore up from the floor up | |
You're dynamite, you're a real humdinger | |
I'm unwound from the top down | |
Wrapped around your little finger | |
Been sideways all day just thinkin' about last night | |
I'm tore up from the floor up | |
This must be what love feels like | |
My legs told me to find a chair | |
You said "is it hot in here" | |
We walked in the cool night air | |
Then your hand touched mine | |
I felt the ground begin to shake | |
I tried to keep my head on straight | |
Then we kissed, earthquake | |
The ten point kind | |
I'm tore up from the floor up | |
You're dynamite, you're a real humdinger | |
I'm unwound from the top down | |
Wrapped around your little finger | |
Been sideways all day just thinkin' about last night | |
I'm tore up from the floor up | |
This must be what love feels like | |
I抦 tore up from the floor up |
zuo ci : Regan, Rudd | |
J. B. Rudd Bob Regan | |
The first time | |
I laid eyes on you | |
Me and my heart didn yang have a clue | |
What it was we were gettin' into | |
But oh, we soon found out | |
You said " hi," my heart strings popped | |
My lips lost track of my train of thought | |
I started falling, couldn' t stop | |
Look at me now | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
You' re dynamite, you' re a real humdinger | |
I' m unwound from the top down | |
Wrapped around your little finger | |
Been sideways all day just thinkin' about last night | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
This must be what love feels like | |
My legs told me to find a chair | |
You said " is it hot in here" | |
We walked in the cool night air | |
Then your hand touched mine | |
I felt the ground begin to shake | |
I tried to keep my head on straight | |
Then we kissed, earthquake | |
The ten point kind | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
You' re dynamite, you' re a real humdinger | |
I' m unwound from the top down | |
Wrapped around your little finger | |
Been sideways all day just thinkin' about last night | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
This must be what love feels like | |
I bing tore up from the floor up |
zuò cí : Regan, Rudd | |
J. B. Rudd Bob Regan | |
The first time | |
I laid eyes on you | |
Me and my heart didn yāng have a clue | |
What it was we were gettin' into | |
But oh, we soon found out | |
You said " hi," my heart strings popped | |
My lips lost track of my train of thought | |
I started falling, couldn' t stop | |
Look at me now | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
You' re dynamite, you' re a real humdinger | |
I' m unwound from the top down | |
Wrapped around your little finger | |
Been sideways all day just thinkin' about last night | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
This must be what love feels like | |
My legs told me to find a chair | |
You said " is it hot in here" | |
We walked in the cool night air | |
Then your hand touched mine | |
I felt the ground begin to shake | |
I tried to keep my head on straight | |
Then we kissed, earthquake | |
The ten point kind | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
You' re dynamite, you' re a real humdinger | |
I' m unwound from the top down | |
Wrapped around your little finger | |
Been sideways all day just thinkin' about last night | |
I' m tore up from the floor up | |
This must be what love feels like | |
I bǐng tore up from the floor up |