Crush
Rhett & Link
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C I've crushed cans, and I've crushed gravel,F And I crushed Grandma's leg in theC door of a cadillac, (She walked with a limp but she learned her lesson)C Now I'm crushing on you babe,F Like the grainy innards of aG store-bought Hacky Sack. (You know how a Hacky Sack has that cshh cshhh in it)C I drunk a beverage with crushedF ice, and it was nice, But not nearly as nice as what oneG night with you might be like.F I'd like to crush you, under theC weight of my loooooove,Continúa después del anuncioF Brushing up against you is like,G touching an electric doooooove.C I've crushed dirt clods with my boots,F And boxes after I moved, But what I wouldn't do for a 30G second convo with you.C I'd show you my collection of civil war prosthetics,F And tell you a secret and never regret it, Like I've got a subdermal arm thatG the doctors can't explain. (I think you might regret that)C I'd take your hand and place itF mine, not the subdermal one but the one outside, And then give you a manicure, and grab the other hand, and start theG process over again.F I'd like to crush you, under theC weight of my loooooove,F Brushing up against you is like,G touching an electric doooooove.F I'd like to bulldoze the barriersC between your heart and miiiiiine,F I'd like to backhoe a ditch butG call the gas company ahead of time.F And by call the gas company, I meanG call you (yeah),C What's your number?