Rachel
I met a girl last night
Pretty face, blue eyes
Half a smile, kind of shy
I like that, I like that
She's full of secrets I can't deny
Full of truth, no lie,
She stays out almost every night
and why's that's, and why's that?
come out come out all your friends are here,
Should be doing shots and drinking beer,
You're out all night and you're full of fear,
Then I finally clocked it.
Close your lips, you don't have to do that to me,
Don't move your hips, but come a little closer to me,
I won't steal touch like the other men,
I won't let love beat you up again,
Dry your eyes, you don't have to be that for me
I met a girl last night,
Dreary face, bruised eyes,
A busted lip but a forced smile,
She's breaking, she's breaking
Her step-dad's got a heavy hand,
He lends his daughter to another man,
She breaks in half yet again,
Can't escape this, can't escape this.
God knows it's only gonna get much worse,
Trapped in your body, or in a hearse,
She can't leave town with an empty purse,
Grab your things you're coming with me.
Close your lips, you don't have to do that to me,
Don't move your hips, but come a little closer to me,
I won't steal touch like the other men,
I won't let love beat you up again,
Dry your eyes, you don't have to be that for me
Pretty face, blue eyes
Half a smile, kind of shy
I like that, I like that
She's full of secrets I can't deny
Full of truth, no lie,
She stays out almost every night
and why's that's, and why's that?
come out come out all your friends are here,
Should be doing shots and drinking beer,
You're out all night and you're full of fear,
Then I finally clocked it.
Close your lips, you don't have to do that to me,
Don't move your hips, but come a little closer to me,
I won't steal touch like the other men,
I won't let love beat you up again,
Dry your eyes, you don't have to be that for me
I met a girl last night,
Dreary face, bruised eyes,
A busted lip but a forced smile,
She's breaking, she's breaking
Her step-dad's got a heavy hand,
He lends his daughter to another man,
She breaks in half yet again,
Can't escape this, can't escape this.
God knows it's only gonna get much worse,
Trapped in your body, or in a hearse,
She can't leave town with an empty purse,
Grab your things you're coming with me.
Close your lips, you don't have to do that to me,
Don't move your hips, but come a little closer to me,
I won't steal touch like the other men,
I won't let love beat you up again,
Dry your eyes, you don't have to be that for me
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Writer(s): Lewis Francis Canner
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