Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw-owh. Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw,
bouw-owh
Like a honey bee beatin' on my screen door,
I got a little buzz and my head is sore.
From my bed I can feel the sun, Lord I hear the mornin'
come.
Just a creepin', creepin'. Creepin', creepin'
You shot out of here like a bullet from a gun,
A flip up switch, a thief on the run.
Since the day you left me baby I can feel the lonely,
I can hear the crazy just a creepin', creepin'.
Just a creepin', creepin'
Head for the future run from the past,
Hide from the mirror and live in a glass.
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers.
Kinda like molasses in late December just a creepin'
Creepin', oh creep.
Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love,
Got under my skin and into my blood.
That need ya back comes over me,
Like ivy crawlin' up a hickory tree just a creepin'
Creepin', just a creep, creep, creepin'
Head for the future run from the past,
Hide from the mirror and live in a glass.
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers.
Kinda like molasses in late December just a creepin'
Creepin', ah come on
Break it down, down, down, down, down, down, down,
down, down, down...
Just last night I saw the light
At the end of that tunnel on the other side.
Thought I found my way outta this pain
Only to find your memory train...
Creepin'. Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin',
creepin', creepin',
Creepin', creepin'
Creepin' yeah creepin', yeah creep.
Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw-owh. Bouw, bouw, bouw, bouw,
bouw-owh
compositores: ERIC CHURCH, MARV GREEN
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