Lyrics

HIDE THE GASOLINE
Copyright Tim Bird 2006
 
There's a rumor going round this funny little town
That I'm gettin married to Lucy Brown
Well wee coo-chee-coo'ed for a month or two
And I'm here to tell you, the rumor's true.
 
Her Daddy sat me down with a bottle of rye.
Said "Son I'll tell ya something that'll save your life
Ya she's a powder keg, with a real short fuse
And when ya set her off, here's what ya do ..."
 
CHORUS:
 
Look her in the eye, kiss her like ya mean it
Hold her like ya never gonna let her go
Tell her that ya love her, tell her that ya need her
And don't tell her no lies, no matter what ya do
And if that don't work then run like hell
But hi-i-i-ide the gasoline and the shotgun shells
Ya if that don't work then nothing will
So, hi-i-i-de the gasoline and the shotgunshells
 
If you're along for the ride, then ya better buckle up
Cause it aint gonna be no candy-coated love
Ya see heaven won't take her and the devil's too scared
Cause a peice of her puzzle got lost somewhere
 
Oh she can be a summer breeze, that'll melt your heart
Or a twister lookin for a trailer park
And when she touches down for a round of kickin ass
You'll know ya had it comin' so ya don't talk back
 
Chorus ............ Just look her in the eyes ....
 
Bridge: 
 
Oh there's no turnin back when the goin gets tough
 Just keep it on the track when the road gets rough
Ya don't turn your back ... no don't turn your back ... on love ...
 
Chorus ............ Just look her in the eyes ....

Copyright 2006, Tim Bird