Charlie Worsham - Rubberband Lyrics
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Rubberband
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What Are The Lyrics For Rubberband By Charlie Worsham?
I've been all wound up, twisted and tied
Tangled in a mess since I met your eyes But the more we pull apart the harder we collide When we come back around It's a good burn, a sweet sting Strung up tight like a guitar string I don't know quite what to call this thing But it's kinda like the sound of a Rubberband, rubberband Stretch it out as far as we can Rubberband, rubberband Snap back together again hey When you knock on my door looking like that With your cinnamon skin and your hair pulled back Can't fight the urge, fight the fact Baby won't you come on in And we'll spend the night, get all wild Let loose for a little while When you leave in the morning with a wink and a smile It tightens up again Oh here we go again yeah, yeah Rubberband, rubberband Stretch it out as far as we can Rubberband, rubberband Snap back together again Rubberband, rubberband Bound to get a little outta hand Rubberband, rubberband Snap back, snap back, snap back now Yeah rubberband, rubberband Stretch it out as far as we can Rubberband, rubberband Snap back together again Rubberband, rubberband Bound to get a little outta hand Rubberband, rubberband Snap back, snap back, snap back now |
Who Wrote Rubberband By Charlie Worsham?
Charlie Worsham, John Ozier, Kyle Jacobs, Ryan Tyndell
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What's The Duration Of The Rubberband By Charlie Worsham?The duration of Rubberband is 3:20 minutes and seconds. |
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