0
Slip of the Lip - Ratt
0 0

Slip of the Lip Ratt

Slip of the Lip - Ratt
At fifteen you wanted someone to call your own
Sweet sixteen, you couldn't see straight
You couldn't let go
Now you're eighteen and you barely make a sound
You're getting older, a little bolder
You're in the lost and found

All the way you say you'll take me
Any day you'll never break me

Slip slip
Slip of the lip
I like the way you move your hips
Loose lips
Sink ships
The way you move, you don't miss

I said I told ya, I'll get to know ya
We're goin' all the way
Move over, I'm gonna hold ya
To everything you say

And now I've showed you baby everything's okay
When I hold ya and when I show ya
You're gonna want to stay
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?