You Can’t Hold Her

First time that I met your girl

Lipstick with her hair in curls

Bra was showing through her shirt

But I decided not to flirt

You, standing ten feet tall

Sweater you bought from the mall

All you did was watch TV

Thanks for leaving room for me

Or don't you know that;

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

Discussed you over frosty drinks

Slides closer every time she blinks

Now I want to be a better man

But, she's trying everything she can

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

As she eased into the car I pretended not to notice that she was sitting close to me, much closer than was neccesary for me to feel her breath upon my back. It sent a quiver to the quick and before I...she preceded to send me on a journey. It was a journey that preceded to send me back for seconds. I've been (to London been to France I've got your girlfriends underpants) all over the world and never did I think I'd see an ass defying gravity.

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her

You can't hold her if I'm gonna hold her