Letra de la canción 'WESTBY' de 'KATHLEEN EDWARDS'

Got your little secret no i will not tell
youand're trying to sober up in the highway motel
and my hands are covered with your smell
you begged me to stay and sing you a song
i dance dirty for you cuz it turns you on
and iand'm a little bleeder with white pants on
And if you werenand't so old iand'd probably keep you
if you werenand't so old iand'd tell my friends
but i donand't think your wife would like my friends
Iand've got a hit for everyday of the week
i gave you something of mine that was so sweet
that iand've been holding on to since i was sixteen
you call me danny and i call you mable
you passed out so i flicked through cable
and i stole your gold watch off the bed-side table

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