(butch walker & chrystina lloree)



I met you where the walls were velvet.

Slingin' chili in a corset.

Makin' love to every face that walked into the room.

It was never my intention to put your service on suspension.

But i wanted what was flaunted by no matter whom.



Oooh, oh no.

Here i go again i'm crazy.

Oooh, oh no.



Let's not talk about religion or about no evolution.

Let's not talk about the big bang.

Or about no air pollution.

I don't care about your habbits,

If all that i've heard is true.

I don't wanna talk until we're through.



You're kinda like a cartoon mirror.

Talking to me makes me shiver.

Water beadin' down your side onto the hardwood floor

I have to scold my dog because he licks it off the floor,

Before i even get a chance to taste a little for myself.



My head's spinnin' from the liquor,

That you bought from the bartender.

So excuse me if my center focus is just a little warped.

But you've got my full attention,

And i've got the best intentions.

If you'll only keep the deep stuff lyin' on the floor.


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