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Chris Lane

Fishin'

 

Fishin'

(album: Laps Around The Sun - 2018)


Girl let me throw this out there
I wanna take you out where
We can get a little fresh air
Pop a top, share a spot
On a lawn chair
Honeysuckle in your long hair

Girl I swear I can hear them crickets creaking
While them lines are getting twisted
And the sun is slowly sinking like a bobber tonight

And when they ask us where we're heading
We'll say somewhere where they're biting
Little secret spot hiding
And them lighting bugs are bugging
Catch a buzz and catch a feeling
Just reeling you in
Stealing kisses, just go missing
When they ask where we've been
We'll call it fishing
We'll call it fishing

Get a little off the radar
Break out my old guitar
Popcorn in a mason jar
I take a sip, make a wish
On a shooting star
Girl you got me hooked line and sinking

When they ask us where we're heading
We'll say somewhere where they're biting
Little secret spot hiding
And them lighting bugs are bugging
Catch a buzz and catch a feeling
Just reeling you in
Stealing kisses, just go missing
When they ask where we've been
We'll call it fishing
We'll call it fishing

Watch your pretty little painted up toes
Disappear in water
Baby don't you love it out here
Just stay a little longer
A little longer
Baby we'll be goners

And when they ask us where we're heading
We'll say somewhere where they're biting
Little secret spot hiding
And them lighting bugs are bugging
Catch a buzz and catch a feeling
Just reeling you in
Stealing kisses, just go missing
When they ask where we've been
We'll call it fishing
Yeah, yeah, we'll call it fishing
Yeah, we'll call it fishing
Yeah, yeah, we'll call it fishing

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