ur not delilah

You're not Delilah, and you're not in New York City
You're just sittin' on the couch
But tonight you look so pretty next to me
You and the moon, hard to believe
It's just us three

Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
What you do to me

You're not Delilah, I've been lookin' for a reason
You would ever choose to love me
Don't you know that I can't even play guitar
I can't believe I caught your heart
A shooting star

Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes, and trains, and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Baby, I can promise you
That by the time that we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame (oh-oh)

You're not Delilah, but to me, you're even better
And you love me half to death
Even though I couldn't ever write a song
That'd make you wanna sing along
Like this one

Oh, it's what you do to me (it's what you do to me)
Oh, it's what you do to me (ah)
Oh, it's what you do to me (it's what you do to me)
Oh, it's what you do to me
What you do to me

You're not Delilah, you're not Delilah
You're not Delilah, you're not Delilah
But to me, you're even better



Credits
Writer(s): Dempsey Hope
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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