| Song | Eyes Like Pearls |
| Artist | Van Hunt |
| Album | Paste mPlayer #13 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| With loaded eyes she grabbed my arm | |
| Her body was warm as we walked in through the church doors | |
| With loaded eyes she looked in mine | |
| Told me I was the guy. It was what a man does dream for | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She’s crying precious tears on my shoulder | |
| After I promised her my best | |
| She turned to our guests and blinded them with her high beams | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She’s crying precious tears as I hold her | |
| As I thanked the preacher I heard | |
| My new brides wheels brush the curb. She slid over and let me drive | |
| Two miles from the church she shook like California dirt | |
| As I slid my hand along her thighs | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She’s crying precious tears on my shoulder | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She’s crying precious tears as I hold her | |
| As she looks into the sea with a distant longing | |
| Her eyes like pearls | |
| She’s crying precious tears as I hold her |
| With loaded eyes she grabbed my arm | |
| Her body was warm as we walked in through the church doors | |
| With loaded eyes she looked in mine | |
| Told me I was the guy. It was what a man does dream for | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears on my shoulder | |
| After I promised her my best | |
| She turned to our guests and blinded them with her high beams | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears as I hold her | |
| As I thanked the preacher I heard | |
| My new brides wheels brush the curb. She slid over and let me drive | |
| Two miles from the church she shook like California dirt | |
| As I slid my hand along her thighs | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears on my shoulder | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears as I hold her | |
| As she looks into the sea with a distant longing | |
| Her eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears as I hold her |
| With loaded eyes she grabbed my arm | |
| Her body was warm as we walked in through the church doors | |
| With loaded eyes she looked in mine | |
| Told me I was the guy. It was what a man does dream for | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears on my shoulder | |
| After I promised her my best | |
| She turned to our guests and blinded them with her high beams | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears as I hold her | |
| As I thanked the preacher I heard | |
| My new brides wheels brush the curb. She slid over and let me drive | |
| Two miles from the church she shook like California dirt | |
| As I slid my hand along her thighs | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears on my shoulder | |
| With eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears as I hold her | |
| As she looks into the sea with a distant longing | |
| Her eyes like pearls | |
| She' s crying precious tears as I hold her |