Song Length |
3:08 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Country - Americana |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
In High Spirits, Delightful |
Subject |
Fun, Madly In Love |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
We Might Make Sounds
(Mississippi Nights) (Too Many To Count )
(I Give It All Up) (Can't You Feel My Pain)
5 My plane gets in from L.A., just about midnight
I'll be feeling alright, when you lay me down tonight
9 And I get a head rush, just thinking about your great big smile
Your old blue jeans, the way you walk , sure makes me smile
And your southern Georgia accent, just drives me wild
And did I say, your accent, boy, it drives me wild
17 We'll play 90s Country Pop, all our favorite hits
Won't have nothing on, but you on my lips
And we might make sounds, and say things, that we'll regret
And we'll do things, I'm sure, we won't forget
25 We'll make up for lost time, we'll put away the clock
All the time we need, gonna this place rock
Gonna get real, ya'll ,need to clear away the fog
Close all the window and doors, put out the dog
33 I may be a little rusty, I've been gone so long
And if you're feeling lucky, you know you, can trust me
Just like the good old days when I'd sing your favorite song
I remember every word, I'd never do you wrong
41 I get a head rush, just thinking, about your great big smile
your long black hair , n' long stemmed legs, goes for awhile
And your southern Georgia accent, just drives me wild.....
I want you to know, your accent, boy, it drives me wild..
49. Repeat 9
57. Repeat 17