It Happened "In the Hall"
I gotta girl, she really rocks my world
Wears red high-low cuts, flash 'em if you got 'em
Black French nylons pulled tight way up on her
Smooth sheer legs with the red Stilettos on 'em
Has an infectious smile, nothing she does is mild
But that girl, she just drives me wild
She really knows how to knock me out
Explodes like a Roman candle every time I light her
Her platinum hair, goes way down below her garter
She's so fine, don't need a teddy on her
And she's my little cherry bonbon
That hot little number knows how to turn me on
And she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
We began at the front door the night that I wed her
We'll then it happened again in the hall on the way to the bedroom
And it was all inside of the pool, and then there in the guest room
It happened on the kitchen table
Right there inside of the den
She's the love of my life, and we're Right back at it
Oh yeah, we're happening again
It's been ten years since the day I wed her
She still wears my gold ring around her finger
We keep all our drapes drawn tight
'Cause the things we do most likely would go viral
She's my little cherry bonbon
That hot little number knows how to turn me on
She's my Snow White, my Cinderella
But she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
We began at the front door the night that I wed her
We'll then it happened again in the hall on the way to the bedroom
And it was all inside of the pool, and then there in the guest room
It happened on the kitchen table
Right there inside of the den
She's the love of my life, and we're right back at it
Oh yeah, we're happening again
You know, when we're in the country
Or somewhere down in Gotham
Or at home in Baton Rouge
In summer, spring, or autumn
She's dressed up hotter an' hell
Goddamn, she's awesome
We make love, driving hairpin curves, and we don't use no caution
Oh, and she won't pump the brakes
Hey, you know what? I think we just Austin
And she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
We began at the front door the night that I wed her
We'll then it happened again in the hall on the way to the bedroom
And it was all inside of the pool, and then there in the guest room
It happened on the kitchen table
Right there inside of the den
She's the love of my life, and we're right back at it
Oh yeah, we're happening again
Oh, she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
She's larger than life, gonna be together forever
She's my Snow White, my Cinderella
Wears red high-low cuts, flash 'em if you got 'em
Black French nylons pulled tight way up on her
Smooth sheer legs with the red Stilettos on 'em
Has an infectious smile, nothing she does is mild
But that girl, she just drives me wild
She really knows how to knock me out
Explodes like a Roman candle every time I light her
Her platinum hair, goes way down below her garter
She's so fine, don't need a teddy on her
And she's my little cherry bonbon
That hot little number knows how to turn me on
And she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
We began at the front door the night that I wed her
We'll then it happened again in the hall on the way to the bedroom
And it was all inside of the pool, and then there in the guest room
It happened on the kitchen table
Right there inside of the den
She's the love of my life, and we're Right back at it
Oh yeah, we're happening again
It's been ten years since the day I wed her
She still wears my gold ring around her finger
We keep all our drapes drawn tight
'Cause the things we do most likely would go viral
She's my little cherry bonbon
That hot little number knows how to turn me on
She's my Snow White, my Cinderella
But she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
We began at the front door the night that I wed her
We'll then it happened again in the hall on the way to the bedroom
And it was all inside of the pool, and then there in the guest room
It happened on the kitchen table
Right there inside of the den
She's the love of my life, and we're right back at it
Oh yeah, we're happening again
You know, when we're in the country
Or somewhere down in Gotham
Or at home in Baton Rouge
In summer, spring, or autumn
She's dressed up hotter an' hell
Goddamn, she's awesome
We make love, driving hairpin curves, and we don't use no caution
Oh, and she won't pump the brakes
Hey, you know what? I think we just Austin
And she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
We began at the front door the night that I wed her
We'll then it happened again in the hall on the way to the bedroom
And it was all inside of the pool, and then there in the guest room
It happened on the kitchen table
Right there inside of the den
She's the love of my life, and we're right back at it
Oh yeah, we're happening again
Oh, she's my Snow White, my Cinderella
She's larger than life, gonna be together forever
She's my Snow White, my Cinderella
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Sample, Jeff Lusby-breault
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