Texty písní Drop Dead, Gorgeous

Drop Dead, Gorgeous

Southern Lovin' (Belle Of The Ball)

A few more shots is all that it took

I took you for granted. You read me like a book.

Spun into the bedroom,

The lights turned low

Her clothes came off.

We took it slow.

Her body went straight to my head,

Everywhere you go I'll be right behind.

Now I'm back in style.

Don't look so surprised.

I'm not asking for much

Sill I am good for it

Try to let your heart go

I think I could love you

When did making love with you

Become part of the plan?

Don't think I'm sorry like you think I am

You con't stop, no

You can't keep your head clean

You're a mess

You can't stop, no

You can't keep your head clean

Drugs and Sex

You can't stop, no

You can't keep your head clean

Check your nose

Clear your throat

I'm not asking for much

Sill I am good for it

Try to let your heart go

I think I could love you

You told me this wasn't a one night stand

Well lets be honest

Both of use got what we wanted

Now its time to show your way out

(Come back)

Don't think I'm sorry like you think I am