alternative smoking i'm going to sleep
oh where i come from there ain't nobody, nobody quite like you
who bless my soul with gold on sunday and always evades the truth
whose lingo comes from god knows where and he surely knows more than i
who also knows how mocked i am when you call me a cush day ride
and i say hey honey i hold you way up too high for me
oh come on baby i put you way up too high for me
she learned me life is sweet and god is good and he always will provide
she taught me all i never knew and she taught me more beside
so i say hey come on honey i hold you way up too high for me
oh come on baby i put you way up too high for me
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i said where i come from there ain't nobody, nobody quite like you
who bless my soul she swears on sunday and always evades the truth
whose lingo comes from god knows where and he surely knows more than i
who also knows how mocked i am when you call me a cush day ride
so i say hey honey i hold you way up too high for me
oh come on baby i put you way up too high for me
oh come on baby i put you way up too high for me
oh come on baby i put you way up too high for me