Song Description

Boy falls for girl at first sight

Lyrics

CURVES (J. D'Agostino/M. Bennett) 615-383-1607 lyricsmatter@aol.com

I was up at the plate with the game all tied
Top of the sixth, three balls two strikes
When I took a little peek back through those steel chain links

And There was Jesse in those cut off jeans
Long tanned legs, white tank top
And she had a cherry snow cone painted on her heart-shaped lips

Well The next thing I remember, the ball broke at my knees
And a fan yelled "c'mon batter, how could you stand there and watch strike three?" And I thought

Curves ---------, Too many curves
They get inside my head and shake my nerves
Curves, all those curves
How's a boy to know which way to turn

Found the courage to call her up
Then Friday night in my pick-up truck
Jesse shine like an angel there in my front seat

She slid beside me in that pink mini skirt
Had my hands on the wheel, my mind in the dirt
Took a winding road straight into miller's creek

Well, The police man checked the damage
Scribbled something on his pad
He said "I need to take your statement, son, Anything you want to add?"
And I said

CHORUS

Ain't talkin bout geometry, or the Talladega track
It's the kind of stuff men know and love
That put Hefner on the map

Talkin' bout'
Curves, beautiful curves
The kind that make everyone's head turn
Curves, all those curves
They get inside your head and shake your nerves
Curves, sexy curves, beautiful curves
(Ad lib...)