Chris Young - Woke Up Like This Lyrics
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Woke Up Like This
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What Are The Lyrics For Woke Up Like This By Chris Young?
There's empty champagne glasses
And our clothes, they're all scattered across the room Your high heel shoes around where you kicked them off Your head is laying on my chest And your brown eyes are stealing my breath Just me and you and the sun coming through the window It's all we have on yeah I can't help but love This view can't get enough Of looking a you with that sleepy little smile on your face Girl you got a way With a touch you can get to me This mornin' is like a dream Baby the only thing better than all night long with you is That we woke up like this With nothing for us to to But lay here, way passed noon Girl if you want to You know I want to start every day like this Yeah I can't help but love This view can't get enough Of looking a you with that sleepy little smile on your face Girl you got a way With a touch you can get to me This mornin' is like a dream Baby the only thing better than all night long with you is That we woke up like this Yeah I can't help but love This view I can't get enough Of looking a you with that sleepy little smile on your face Girl you got a way With a touch you can get to me This mornin' is like a dream Baby the only thing better than all night long with you is That we woke up like this We woke up like this |
Who Wrote Woke Up Like This By Chris Young?
Josh Hoge, Christopher Young, Corey Crowder
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What's The Duration Of The Woke Up Like This By Chris Young?The duration of Woke Up Like This is 3:10 minutes and seconds. |
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