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Rand Reynolds - Wounded lyrics
You got a bite in your kiss A tongue like a knife Red scratches on my back When you stay all night. Blood on my lip A bruise on my eye Man oh man, I’d hate To see them other guys. Rough and ready The smell of your hair Your mouth on me Hey, sweetie, Whatcha doin’ down there? I’d never cheat I swear I never have Cause you’d haul my ass right back In a body bag. I’m wounded in your love Yes, I wounded Oh I’m wounded in your love I’m wounded in your love. I don’t mean to brag I don’t mean to boast But this long-legged gal Got her tongue down my throat. The things she says I must obey Her kind of love Makes me pull down the shades. You spoiled me now For those other girls I’ll give you a necklace Of white creamy pearls. Your kind of love Was never enough Your kind of love Is real X-rated stuff. Barefoot and jeans A perfect size 3 Ah, fellas, I’m telling ya She was all over me. Whatever I want Whatever I need I just hold my hands out And I get what I see. She’s at her very best, hands down She never blushes, and oh, what a sound When she’s satisfied, down on her knees I know one thing, I sure glad that its’ me. |
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