Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Practice, artist - John Parr. Album song Letter to America, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 03.07.2011
Record label: JOHN PARR
Song language: English
Practice |
| There comes a time |
| In every young boy’s life |
| When he takes in his hand for the first time |
| And holds it like a wife |
| Up there in his bedroom |
| Full of dreams and fantasies |
| I guess a boy can’t help himself |
| Doin' what comes naturally |
| Practice every day |
| That’s what my Dad would say |
| You gotta practice boy |
| If you go what it takes |
| You know practice makes |
| Just practice boy |
| Teasin' it squeezin' it |
| For all it was worth |
| Strummin' it lovin' it |
| I gotta be first |
| Practice every day |
| That’s what my Dad would say |
| You gotta practice boy |
| If you got what it takes |
| You know what practice makes |
| He’s good enough for me |
| Other kids were duckin' school |
| Playin' football playin' the fool |
| I was up there in my bedroom |
| Bangin' out those twelve bar blues |
| Practice every day |
| That’s what my Dad would say |
| You gotta practice boy |
| If you go what it takes |
| You know practice makes |
| Just practice boy |
| He’s good enough for me |