Brad Paisley Ticks текст песни, слова песни Ticks Brad Paisley
Brad Paisley - Ticks
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer
In the small there of your back,
Your jeans are playing peek-a-boo,
I'd like to see the other half,
Of your butterfly tattoo.
Hey that gives me an idea,
Let's get out of this bar!
Drive out into the country,
and find a place to park!
[Chorus:]
Cause I'd like to see you, out in the moonlight.
I'd like to kiss you, way back in the sticks.
I'd like to walk you, through a field of wildflowers.
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
[End Chorus]
I know the perfect little path,
Out in these woods I used to hunt.
Don't worry babe I've got your back,
And I've also got your front.
I'd hate to waste a night like this,
I'll keep you safe you wait and see.
The only thing allowed to crawl all over you
When we get there, is me.
You know every guy in here tonight would like to take you home.
'Cause I've got way more class and babe that ain't what I want.
[Chorus]
Now oooh You never know where one might be,
And oooh there's lots of places that are hard to reach.
I gotcha.
[Chorus]
Cause I'd like to see you, out in the moonlight.
I'd like to kiss you baby, way back in the sticks.
I'd like to walk you, through a field of wildflowers.
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
Oh, I'd sure like to check you for ticks.
Come on!
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