Hips

I'll cover your hips with my hips
Make you wait for the perfect time
Open up your mind this winter
I think I can make you mine

The wine and the moon go together
Like you and I forever

My minds been moving on of late
But my bodies been laying low
You say you're worried about your mental state
Well then get back into the boat and row

You're set up in your place you got hours and hours and hours
To think about your life, your man, and how to get him back into view
You fret over the phone will he call is he thinking about you
But girl shame on you for only thinking of yourself and if he loves you

I'll cover your bets with my bets
Make you wait for the perfect hand
Open up your mind this winter
Cause I think (you could be my) I could be your man



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Waite
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