Ashley Kutcher - Boy from Carolina
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{verse 1}
I think i might know you the best after midnight
Tipsy on red wine
Black dress, skin-tight, hands fit so well on my waistline
You say, you're all mine
{pre-chorus}
So how do i know your skin?
How do i know your touch?
But you never let me in
You never open up
I don't know what this is
Is it me? is it you? is it us?
But i know
{chorus}
I could pick him right out of a line up
Southern lookin' boy from carolina with blue eyes
But i don't know what's behind 'em, it's a fine line
And i'm walkin' on the wire
I wish i could read him, i've been tryna
Make sense of what's been goin' on inside his sweet mind
But i don't know what he's hidin', he's a good guy
And a damn good liar
{verse 2}
Long day, tracin' freckles that paint constellations
Pull me back in
Half smile, dark hair, colognе that lingers through the air
Now i smell it еverywhere
{pre-chorus}
So how do i know your skin?
How do i know your touch?
But you never let me in
You never open up
I don't know what this is
Is it me? is it you? is it us?
But i know
{chorus}
I could pick him right out of a line up
Southern lookin' boy from carolina with blue eyes
But i don't know what's behind 'em, it's a fine line
And i'm walkin' on the wire
I wish i could read him, i've been tryna
Make sense of what's been goin' on inside his sweet mind
But i don't know what he's hidin', he's a good guy
And a damn good liar
{post-chorus}
He's a damn good liar
{bridge}
I know he's lyin' but he's still comin' home
And i don't wanna sleep here all alone
I know he's lyin' but i bet you he already knows
That i'm not gonna be the one to let this go
Oh mhh
{chorus}
I could pick him right out of a line up
That's my boy, my boy with blue eyes
But i don't know what's behind 'em, it's a fine line
And i'm walkin' on the wire
I wish i could read him, i've been tryna
Make sense of what's been goin' on inside his sweet mind
But i don't know what he's hidin', he's a good guy
And a damn good liar
{verse 1}
I think i might know you the best after midnight
Tipsy on red wine
Black dress, skin-tight, hands fit so well on my waistline
You say, you're all mine
{pre-chorus}
So how do i know your skin?
How do i know your touch?
But you never let me in
You never open up
I don't know what this is
Is it me? is it you? is it us?
But i know
{chorus}
I could pick him right out of a line up
Southern lookin' boy from carolina with blue eyes
But i don't know what's behind 'em, it's a fine line
And i'm walkin' on the wire
I wish i could read him, i've been tryna
Make sense of what's been goin' on inside his sweet mind
But i don't know what he's hidin', he's a good guy
And a damn good liar
{verse 2}
Long day, tracin' freckles that paint constellations
Pull me back in
Half smile, dark hair, colognе that lingers through the air
Now i smell it еverywhere
{pre-chorus}
So how do i know your skin?
How do i know your touch?
But you never let me in
You never open up
I don't know what this is
Is it me? is it you? is it us?
But i know
{chorus}
I could pick him right out of a line up
Southern lookin' boy from carolina with blue eyes
But i don't know what's behind 'em, it's a fine line
And i'm walkin' on the wire
I wish i could read him, i've been tryna
Make sense of what's been goin' on inside his sweet mind
But i don't know what he's hidin', he's a good guy
And a damn good liar
{post-chorus}
He's a damn good liar
{bridge}
I know he's lyin' but he's still comin' home
And i don't wanna sleep here all alone
I know he's lyin' but i bet you he already knows
That i'm not gonna be the one to let this go
Oh mhh
{chorus}
I could pick him right out of a line up
That's my boy, my boy with blue eyes
But i don't know what's behind 'em, it's a fine line
And i'm walkin' on the wire
I wish i could read him, i've been tryna
Make sense of what's been goin' on inside his sweet mind
But i don't know what he's hidin', he's a good guy
And a damn good liar
