Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suds In The Bucket, artist - Kidz Bop Kids. Album song Kidz Bop Country, in the genre Детская музыка со всего мира
Date of issue: 21.05.2007
Record label: Kidz Bop
Song language: English
Suds In The Bucket |
She was in the back yard |
Say it was a little past nine |
When her prince pulled up |
A white pick-up truck |
Her folks shoulda seen it comin' |
It was only just a matter of time |
Plenty old enough |
And you can’t stop love |
She stuck a note on the screen door |
Sorry but I got to go |
And that was all she wrote |
Her Mama’s heart was broke |
And that was all she wrote |
And so the story goes |
Now her Daddy’s in the kitchen |
Starin' out the window |
Scratchin' and a rackin' his brains |
How can eighteen years just up and walk away |
Our little pony tailed girl |
Growed up to be a woman |
Now she’s gone in the blink of an eye |
She left the suds in the bucket |
And the clothes hangin' out on the line |
Now don’t you wonder what the preacher’s |
Gonna preach about Sunday morn |
Nothing quite like this |
Has happened here before |
Well he must of been looker |
A smooth talkin' son of a gun |
For such a grounded girl |
To just up and run |
Of course you can’t fence time |
And you can’t stop love |
Now all the biddies in the beauty shop |
Gossip goin' non-stop |
Sippin' on pink lemonade |
How could eighteen years just up and walk away |
Our little pony tailed girl |
Growed up to be a woman |
Now she’s gone in the blink of an eye |
She left the suds in the bucket |
And the clothes hangin' out on the line |
Yee Hoo |
She’s got her pretty little bare feet |
Hangin' out the window |
And they’re headed up to Vegas tonight |
How could 18 years just up and walk away |
Our little pony tailed girl |
Growed up to be a woman |
Now she’s gone in the blink of an eye |
She left the suds in the bucket |
And the clothes hangin' out on the line |
She left the suds in the bucket |
And the clothes hangin' out on the line |
She was in the backyard |
Say it was a little past nine |
When her prince pulled up |
A white pick-up truck |
Plenty old enough |
And you can’t stop love |
And no you can’t fence time |
And you can’t stop love |