| Love the taste of a cold beer after work on a Friday
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| I love to turn it up and burn a bar down with the boys, yeah
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| I love the sound of four wheels southbound on the highway
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| But there ain’t nothing that I love more than
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| The sweet sound of your voice
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| 'Cause when it comes to loving you
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| Yeah all my walls fall down
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| Your touch in the dark
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| Lights a fire in my heart
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| That can’t be put out
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| I swear the world stays still
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| And the stars shine blue
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| The angels start singing
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| A song I believe in
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| When it comes to loving you
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| Love the thought of watching college football with my grandad
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| I love to hear the rain beating on the roof of an old red barn
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| I love the way Ray Charles sings about Georgia
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| But there ain’t nothing like Sunday mornings
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| When you’re lying in my arms
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| 'Cause when it comes to loving you
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| Yeah all my walls fall down
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| Your touch in the dark
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| Lights a fire in my heart
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| That can’t be put out
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| I swear the world stays still
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| And the stars shine blue
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| The angels start singing
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| A song I believe in
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| When it comes to loving you, oh
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| When it comes to loving you
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| Yeah all my walls fall down
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| Your touch in the dark
|
| Lights a fire in my heart
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| That can’t be put out
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| I swear the world stays still
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| Yeah the stars shine blue
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| The angels start singing
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| A song I believe in
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| When it comes to loving you
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| The angels start singing
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| A song I believe in
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| When it comes to loving you |