LETTERMAN
Tommy Richman
Oh, girl, put your hands on me
'Cause I gave you my letterman now, yeah
'Cause it's 32 out?
If it's cold outside, Washington DC
It's been a few weeks since you've seen me
But I never left yo' mind (yo' mind)
Don't forget that night
Took me to
Talk to me nice and easy
Talk to me nice and easy, girl
You always let me win, let me win
Think about all the times that I would walk away and pray to him
You always let me win, let me win
Think about all the times that I would walk away and pray to him
Oh, girl, put your hands on me
'Cause I gave you my letterman now, yeah
'Cause it's 32 out?
Oh, girl, put your hands on me
'Cause I gave you my letterman now, yeah
'Cause it's 32 out?
God can judge, but I won't when they try me
Pickin' on me now, but that's behind me
With something good, but now I'm finding
Reflections in my rear-view mirror keep blinding, ow
I just talk too well, need to focus on yourself
I'm wishing you the best, but please don't bring me down
She likes sex till like five in the morning (oh)
Rain just pouring (ah)
Rain just pouring (ah)
She likes sex till like five in the morning (oh)
Rain just pouring (ah)
Rain just pouring (ah)
She likes sex till like five in the morning (oh)
Rain just pouring (ah)
Rain just pouring (ah)
She likes sex till like five in the morning
Rain just pouring
Rain just pouring
