Wake up rising
Make your breakfast
I'm wide mouthed
Closed eyes
You are
Eyeing my backyard
I thought
You were
Always on my side
But can you show me
Show me a good time
Show me a good time
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Cross my heart
Wish me luck
Ooh baby, tie me up
To find your voice
And tell me lies
I'll break your focused sight
To make you find my body
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Bare nude, cold boobs
Momma, don't call me that
I might grab tight
Never mind, you're 33
All packed, your back
Neck slide, you're on my guitar
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I been told its a
A bare nude, cold boobs
Momma, don't call me that
I might grab tight
Never mind, you're 33
All packed, your back
Neck slide, you're on my guitar
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I been told it's a
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
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Wake up rising
Make your breakfast
I'm wide mouthed
Closed eyes
You are
Eyeing my backyard
I thought
You were
Always on my side
But can you show me
Show me a good time
Show me a good time
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Cross my heart
Wish me luck
Ooh baby, tie me up
To find your voice
And tell me lies
I'll break your focused sight
To make you find my body
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Bare nude, cold boobs
Momma, don't call me that
I might grab tight
Never mind, you're 33
All packed, your back
Neck slide, you're on my guitar
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I been told its a
A bare nude, cold boobs
Momma, don't call me that
I might grab tight
Never mind, you're 33
All packed, your back
Neck slide, you're on my guitar
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I been told it's a
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Make your breakfast
I'm wide mouthed
Closed eyes
You are
Eyeing my backyard
I thought
You were
Always on my side
But can you show me
Show me a good time
Show me a good time
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Cross my heart
Wish me luck
Ooh baby, tie me up
To find your voice
And tell me lies
I'll break your focused sight
To make you find my body
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Bare nude, cold boobs
Momma, don't call me that
I might grab tight
Never mind, you're 33
All packed, your back
Neck slide, you're on my guitar
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I been told its a
A bare nude, cold boobs
Momma, don't call me that
I might grab tight
Never mind, you're 33
All packed, your back
Neck slide, you're on my guitar
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I been told it's a
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
It's gonna be a home run
We don't get along sometimes
And I don't wanna fight
Today cos I got time
I'll be your boy
Your wondrous guy
Cross my heart
Writer: Zac Herdrich
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