Tats
You've been walking by, winking
You think you know what I'm thinking
That's right, ma'am, I've been drinking (I have)
No doubt you noticed me staring
I usually ain't one for swearing
But damn, look at all you're wearing
Why you got 'em covered up?
I bet they're big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they're hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
Come on, baby
Most nights I wouldn't take it this far
But most nights I wouldn't be fubared
'Cause most nights I'm working in this bar
Picking on the guitar, smoking on a cigar
Let me guess, I bet you got roses
Butterflies or ladybug toes's
Angel wings or a pistol smoking
Right there above your crack
I bet they're big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they're hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
I bet they're big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they're hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me
I know you wanna show me
I think you better show me your
Tats
You think you know what I'm thinking
That's right, ma'am, I've been drinking (I have)
No doubt you noticed me staring
I usually ain't one for swearing
But damn, look at all you're wearing
Why you got 'em covered up?
I bet they're big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they're hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
Come on, baby
Most nights I wouldn't take it this far
But most nights I wouldn't be fubared
'Cause most nights I'm working in this bar
Picking on the guitar, smoking on a cigar
Let me guess, I bet you got roses
Butterflies or ladybug toes's
Angel wings or a pistol smoking
Right there above your crack
I bet they're big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they're hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
I bet they're big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they're hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me
I know you wanna show me
I think you better show me your
Tats
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Stover, Randy Houser
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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