Slow

Well, I bought my daughter a toy giraffe
Just cause I like to hear her laugh
I want to get a new tattoo
I couldn't tell you why, I'm just in that mood
And I don't have a favorite color, I think they're all cool
And I get a laugh out of words like spoon

I like to watch my favorite shows
And my baby likes to take it slow
My lips are touchin' her lips
When I sing songs with notes I can't hit
And we slow dance in our little house alone
My baby likes to take it slow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh My baby likes to take it slow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh My baby likes to take it

And I like cinnamon apple tea
There's nothing wrong with havin' good sex casually
I've spent a lot of time lookin' at my hands
I'm still amazed that I can do the things I can

I used to play the saxophone
I've had good times in this bag of bones
A lot of things I love, a lot of things I don't
And my baby likes to take it slow

When my lips are touchin' her lips
When I sing songs with notes I can't hit
And we slow dance in our little house alone
My baby likes to take it slow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh My baby likes to take it slow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh My baby likes to take it



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Baker
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