Rob Lutes

Lyrics

You got some meat on your bones, a little gristle on top
I'd like to take you home, make the bottle go pop
I'd like to pick you up and put you right there under my tongue
See where we get to baby when the working day is done

I'd like to feed you french fries and tickle your chin
Start a fight just to let you win
I'd like to watch you talking to the birds flying up in the sky
I wanna love you baby and never have to wonder why

Cause you know that all of us were born as winners
We knew the secret when we were just beginners
And I'd like to get some of that sun back in my eye

You got a worried mind and a fancy walk
I'd like to pull the blinds just to hear you squawk
Because I know the way this battle is gonna be won
You got to take me baby and put me down under your tongue

Cause you know that all of us were born as winners
We knew the secret when we were just beginners
And I'd like to get some of that sun back in my eye

You got a worried mind and a fancy walk
I'd like to pull the blinds just to hear you squawk
Because I know the way this battle is gonna be won
You got to take me baby and put me down under your tongue
You got to take me baby and put me under your tongue