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A Little Bit Of Missin’ You

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 07.06.2012

Written by Mickey Jack Cones, Jim McCormick and Tim Johnson

I was on my way home
Been thinkin' 'bout you all day long
And how good it was gonna be
With your arms around me
Then I saw that detour sign
Said they closed down I-29
Gonna make me an hour late
Ain’t nothin’ more I hate
Yeah, a little bit of missin’ you
Goes a long, long way

Chorus:
I can’t image
Not always havin’
Your sweet love makin’ my day
Without you baby, I’d go crazy
And this world would be a lonely place
Oh, a little bit of missin you
Goes a long, long, way

When I finally got to you girl
It felt like the weight of the world
Had been lifted off my back
Your one touch does all that
Yeah, and a little bit of missin’ you
Goes a long, long, long, long, long, long way

Repeat Chorus

That’s right
I can’t take but a little bit
Of missin’ you

Now I’ll do what I have to do
To spend my life lovin’ you
Cause I know in my heart
We were never meant to be apart
Yeah, and it’s so good to be kissin’ you
Oh honey, a little bit of missin’ you
Goes a long, long, long, long way

I was on my way home


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