Tats Songtext
von McAlister Kemp
Tats Songtext
You′ve been walking by, winking
You think you know what I'm thinking
That′s right, ma'am, I've been drinking (I have)
No doubt you noticed me staring
I usually ain′t one for swearing
But damn, look at all you′re wearing
Why you got 'em covered up?
I bet they′re big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you′ve been told they're something to see
Don′t be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they′re hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
Come on, baby
Most nights I wouldn′t take it this far
But most nights I wouldn't be fubared
′Cause most nights I'm working in this bar
Picking on the guitar, smoking on a cigar
Let me guess, I bet you got roses
Butterflies or ladybug toes′s
Angel wings or a pistol smoking
Right there above your crack
I bet they're big, I bet they′re sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don′t be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn′t be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they′re hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
I bet they're big, I bet they′re sweet
Bet you've been told they′re something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip ′em on out
I know they′re hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me
I know you wanna show me
I think you better show me your
Tats
You think you know what I'm thinking
That′s right, ma'am, I've been drinking (I have)
No doubt you noticed me staring
I usually ain′t one for swearing
But damn, look at all you′re wearing
Why you got 'em covered up?
I bet they′re big, I bet they're sweet
Bet you′ve been told they're something to see
Don′t be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they′re hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
Come on, baby
Most nights I wouldn′t take it this far
But most nights I wouldn't be fubared
′Cause most nights I'm working in this bar
Picking on the guitar, smoking on a cigar
Let me guess, I bet you got roses
Butterflies or ladybug toes′s
Angel wings or a pistol smoking
Right there above your crack
I bet they're big, I bet they′re sweet
Bet you've been told they're something to see
Don′t be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn′t be scared just to whip 'em on out
I know they′re hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me your tats
I bet they're big, I bet they′re sweet
Bet you've been told they′re something to see
Don't be shy, you should be proud
Shouldn't be scared just to whip ′em on out
I know they′re hiding under all that
So come on, baby, show me
I know you wanna show me
I think you better show me your
Tats
Writer(s): Jeremy Stover, Randy Houser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com