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Southern Lovin'
Tomorrow I might be more dignified
But now I've got a hankerin' for you
You sho' nuff, ain't look like a redneck
But got a heart of country soul
Got my heart and head in a wreck
My blood pumpers' pounding out my chest
Booming like the bass comin' on the system
Winders down, radio up, crankin' it loud...
The old folks tell us no, but we don't listen
Yo' hand on my leg and creepin' on up
Makin' my body get to cravin' more
Stuff would make a good gal blush
But naw, not me, I'm bolder than that
Your touch gives me a good ole' rush
Turnin' your sexy pickup truck off the road
To the lil nook here that we always sneak to
Hidden from all them folks' view and their crap
Havin' a lil fun makin' sweet love like we do
We'll stay out here all evenin' long
'Till the stars get to pokin' out their faces
And we'll lay out here in the night
All tangled up and watching the sky
Oh baby just keep holdin' me tight
Note: You don't have to take this poem seriously lol I felt like exaggerating and poking a little fun at southerners and how we talk... Some talk more "redneck" than others... So yeah... This is what happens when I think about country music, pickup trucks, my boyfriend, and getting into a little trouble all at once... Enjoy! XD
But now I've got a hankerin' for you
You sho' nuff, ain't look like a redneck
But got a heart of country soul
Got my heart and head in a wreck
My blood pumpers' pounding out my chest
Booming like the bass comin' on the system
Winders down, radio up, crankin' it loud...
The old folks tell us no, but we don't listen
Yo' hand on my leg and creepin' on up
Makin' my body get to cravin' more
Stuff would make a good gal blush
But naw, not me, I'm bolder than that
Your touch gives me a good ole' rush
Turnin' your sexy pickup truck off the road
To the lil nook here that we always sneak to
Hidden from all them folks' view and their crap
Havin' a lil fun makin' sweet love like we do
We'll stay out here all evenin' long
'Till the stars get to pokin' out their faces
And we'll lay out here in the night
All tangled up and watching the sky
Oh baby just keep holdin' me tight
Note: You don't have to take this poem seriously lol I felt like exaggerating and poking a little fun at southerners and how we talk... Some talk more "redneck" than others... So yeah... This is what happens when I think about country music, pickup trucks, my boyfriend, and getting into a little trouble all at once... Enjoy! XD
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