Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Suono


Interfaccia


Livello di difficoltà


Accento



linguaggio dell'interfaccia

it

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gestione dei Cookie   |   Supporto   |   FAQ
1
registrati/accedi
Lyrkit

donare

5$

Lyrkit

donare

10$

Lyrkit

donare

20$

Lyrkit

E/o supportarmi sui social. reti:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Corey Smith

My Kinda Lady

 

My Kinda Lady

(album: While The Gettin' Is Good - 2015)


I got a woman with a dirty mouth
She learned to talk in the dirty south
With a whisper only I can hear
She makes her bad intentions clear
She knows, oh, oh, oh, she's my kinda lady
She ain't holier-than-thou
She ain't waiting for a wedding gown
But she ain't here for a one night stand
And she won't leave with any man but me
Any man but me

She's leather and she's lace
Perfume and a cigarette
She's cowboy boots and a cocktail dress
She two-steps in between
The Bible and a magazine
Somewhere between the real world and a dream
My kinda lady

She's been drinking I can tell
I love the way tequila smells
On her breathe across my face
I steal a kiss, now I can taste it too
She puts my hand upon her hip
Brushes my arms with her fingertips
She shows me a new tattoo
A flower on her thigh so beautiful

She's leather and she's lace
Perfume and a cigarette
She's cowboy boots and a cocktail dress
She beats all I've ever seen
The smokey voice, her silver screen
Somewhere between the real world and a dream
My kinda lady, lady

I got a woman in my bed
She's tryna hide her morning breath
I said "Honey I don't care, I'm just happy you're still here, with me"
She rolls her eyes, shakes her head
Glares at me and her face turns read
She said "I ain't looking for a Romeo, I don't wanna be bad if you can't let go of me"
"Boy I ain't your property"

She's leather and she's lace
Perfume and a cigarette
She's cowboy boots and a cocktail dress
She two-steps in between
The Bible and a magazine
Somewhere between the real world and a dream
My kinda lady
My kinda lady
My kinda lady
My kinda lady

Fatto

Hai aggiunto tutte le parole sconosciute di questa canzone?