Brad Thomlinson She Can
She looks like a summer mornin
She tastes like cheap champagne
She poses like a photograph
When I call out her name
Everything she does
Dancing just because
She can
She don't wake up early
She tosses in her sleep
I hold her close, kiss her neck
When were tangled in the sheets
Everything she does
Shes smiling just because
She can
The way her eyes can blind the moon
She don't want much, But wants the best that I can do
I'll love her like a country song on a Friday night
And take her hand
Nobody can make me feel
Like she can
She's so damn complicated
But that's just how it goes
I'll tell her that she's beautiful
And acts like she don't know
Everything she does
She's killing me because
She can
The way her eyes can blind the moon
She don't want much, But wants the best that I can do
I'll love her like a country song on a Friday night
And take her hand
Nobody can make me feel
Like she can
