歌曲 | What It Ain't |
歌手 | Josh Turner |
专辑 | Live At The Ryman |
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Lyrics:Tim Mensy/Monty Criswll Music:Tim Mensy/Monty Criswll | |
I have been around | |
This old block before | |
I've walked into abruptly closign doors | |
Schooled in hard knocks, I've learned alot | |
'Bout how a heart can brake | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain't | |
It aint layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasnt called | |
And now it's 2 am | |
It ain't driving by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms of you ex-best friend | |
It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain't | |
You say you could | |
Show me how to love | |
Baby there's one thing | |
You can be sure of | |
I wouldn't treat you wrong cause I've been on | |
The hurting side of pain | |
I might not know what love is but I know what it aint | |
It ain't showing up for dinner with a rose and chardonnay | |
Then drinkin by yourself | |
It ain't a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends | |
But I met someone else | |
It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain't | |
It ain't a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes, two 14 karet anklets on my mastercard | |
It ain't walkin in a pawn shop, recognizing her engagement ring she swore she lost | |
It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain't | |
If you had all day I could tell you things | |
That would make a grown man faint | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain't | |
Yeah I know what it ain't |
Lyrics: Tim Mensy Monty Criswll Music: Tim Mensy Monty Criswll | |
I have been around | |
This old block before | |
I' ve walked into abruptly closign doors | |
Schooled in hard knocks, I' ve learned alot | |
' Bout how a heart can brake | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
It aint layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasnt called | |
And now it' s 2 am | |
It ain' t driving by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms of you exbest friend | |
It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
You say you could | |
Show me how to love | |
Baby there' s one thing | |
You can be sure of | |
I wouldn' t treat you wrong cause I' ve been on | |
The hurting side of pain | |
I might not know what love is but I know what it aint | |
It ain' t showing up for dinner with a rose and chardonnay | |
Then drinkin by yourself | |
It ain' t a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends | |
But I met someone else | |
It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
It ain' t a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes, two 14 karet anklets on my mastercard | |
It ain' t walkin in a pawn shop, recognizing her engagement ring she swore she lost | |
It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
If you had all day I could tell you things | |
That would make a grown man faint | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
Yeah I know what it ain' t |
Lyrics: Tim Mensy Monty Criswll Music: Tim Mensy Monty Criswll | |
I have been around | |
This old block before | |
I' ve walked into abruptly closign doors | |
Schooled in hard knocks, I' ve learned alot | |
' Bout how a heart can brake | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
It aint layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasnt called | |
And now it' s 2 am | |
It ain' t driving by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms of you exbest friend | |
It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
You say you could | |
Show me how to love | |
Baby there' s one thing | |
You can be sure of | |
I wouldn' t treat you wrong cause I' ve been on | |
The hurting side of pain | |
I might not know what love is but I know what it aint | |
It ain' t showing up for dinner with a rose and chardonnay | |
Then drinkin by yourself | |
It ain' t a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends | |
But I met someone else | |
It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
It ain' t a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes, two 14 karet anklets on my mastercard | |
It ain' t walkin in a pawn shop, recognizing her engagement ring she swore she lost | |
It ain' t bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
If you had all day I could tell you things | |
That would make a grown man faint | |
I might not know what love is | |
But I know what it ain' t | |
Yeah I know what it ain' t |