Gimmie A Second 歌词

Give me a cigarette to help my head A pack of some get-me-throughs I got you on my breath, it sucks being left 'Cause there ain't a thing that I can do My half-drank tequila still sits on your counter My spray tan still stuck to your white tile shower And, baby, it's only been eighty-two hours But who's counting 'em, you ain't counting 'em Baby, do you reckon you could give me a second Before you stick your hands down her baby blue jeans? You're two-steppin' with your second best, and it's Obvious that it's all for me, so Go take your show out on the road You'll think of me when you get home But do you reckon that you found your heaven? If you did, well shit, then give me a second You seem distracted, dear, so would you care If I tore a page from your playbook? And I kick my boots up on the bar and sip your buddy's beer And I press my lips against his neck like you ain't even here Spent eighty-two hours, about a million tears But who's counting 'em, you ain't counting 'em Baby, do you reckon you could give me a second Before you stick your hands down her baby blue jeans? You're two-steppin' with your second best, and it's Obvious that it's all for me, so Go take your show out on the road You'll think of me when you get home But do you reckon that you found your heaven? If you did, well shit, then give me a second Yeah Baby, do you reckon you could give me a second Before you stick your hands down her baby blue jeans? You're two-steppin' with your second best and it's Obvious that it's all for me, so Go take your show out on the road You'll think of me when you get home But do you reckon that you found your heaven? If you did, well shit, then give me a second