You got them evil eyes that soothe me And the Jesus ties that groove me You found a rock in the rubble A big chunk of trouble in a field
I had a bone that needed pickin' You had a moan that kept on sticking We're both maple syrup sweet In the thick of the heat we gonna seal the deal
Lean into the wind Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin Lean into the wind We ain't comin' back here again
You got an itch that needed scratchin' I got a plan that I been hatchin' When the moon goes down We gonna drag this town out in the road
You got the devil in your detail We been dancing on the third rail Hang a sign on the door We're gonna pull up the floor and let it go (let go)
Lean into the wind Taste the dust, taste the rust and the sin Lean into the wind We ain't comin' back here again
Compositores: Daniel Weston Cohen (BMI), Jace Everett Beasley (Jace Everett) (BMI)Editor: Brewman Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #21504465 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM