Sing Along

(albüm: Honesty - 2003)

Yeah.

If you could read my mind, you might slap my face.
If you could see inside my heart, you'd see it's in the right place.

See, it's like bunnies in a Bramble, or honey bees in a hive.
Whenever I'm beside you, that's my paradise.
Might be a twisted way of saying, I ain't proud, an' no offence,
But I been thinking 'bout you, baby, in the future tense.

We'll take it slower than a broke-knee'd turtle.
Yeah, we'll get tighter than your grandma's girdle.
Oh, I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong.
If you're feeling what I'm singing, baby: sing along.

Ain't no moonshine maker, ain't no man of the cloth.
Ain't no kangaroo lawyer, but I will get you off.
'Cause anything worth doin's worth doing again,
An' again, an' again, an' when,

We're dancing slower than a broke-knee'd turtle.
Getting tighter than your grandma's girdle.
Oh, I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong.
If you're feeling what I'm singing, baby: yeah, sing along.
Yeah.

I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong.
If you're digging what I'm singing, baby: just jump on in an' sing along.

Slower than a broke-knee'd turtle.
Tighter than your grandma's girdle.
Don't say a word:
Mmm sing like a bird.

Don't say a word:
Yeah, sing like a bird.

Slower than a broke-knee'd.
Tighter than your grandma's.
Yeah.

To Fade.